Before Yang Qing, an ancient bridge flickered in and out of view, suspended amid dense fog.
The fog surged and drifted, concealing both the other side and the bridge's end.
Above and below lay utter silence, vast and traceless. Beneath the lone bridge was an abyss so dark it was terrifying, seemingly bottomless.
It seemed that countless outstanding figures and heavenly geniuses had been buried beneath the bridge. The greatest experts of an entire era had fallen here.
This ancient bridge was the Bridge of Life and Death. It existed neither within the Myriad Worlds nor within time itself.
The Bridge of Life and Death was exceedingly mysterious and was likewise connected to that Peerless Expert above the sacrificial Dao. Even Immortal Emperor-level experts did not dare venture too deeply into it.
Throughout the ages, countless experts and geniuses had entered it, never to return, ultimately meeting their end in death.
This Bridge of Life and Death, suspended above the fog, was hazy and obscure, exuding an air of mystery.
"The Bridge of Life and Death truly is extraordinary!" Yang Qing murmured.
Since the endless ages, terrifying legends about the Bridge of Life and Death had circulated without cease.
No matter what kind of being entered it, no matter how exceptional their talent, they could not fly across it and could only walk upon the bridge.
Beneath this Bridge of Life and Death lay an endless abyss of darkness, where countless outstanding figures had been buried, leaving behind only sorrow and regret.
Standing here, though he had not truly stepped onto the bridge, Yang Qing already felt waves of palpitations.
By all reason, he was already an Immortal Emperor and should not have feared anything. Yet this unease was instinctive, a warning from his body of imminent danger.
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