"However."
"Even if the Mountain Ghost reached its final form, so what? It was still nothing more than an afterimage."
The Bridge Spirit smiled.
At that moment.
The Bridge of Helplessness weathered amid the flames.
But once this weathering reached a certain degree, it became difficult for it to continue, and the Bridge of Helplessness stopped changing.
Above the sky.
The iron chains had all snapped apart.
But the "well" symbol was powerless against the Bridge of Helplessness..
It had only left behind a few tiny scratches.
They posed no threat to the bridge itself.
The deformed corpse holding the photograph could no longer suppress Black Impermanence. Ink-like darkness had enveloped the photograph. Within the photograph, which had been torn in half, a pair of eyes lit up on each side, looking exceptionally eerie in the darkness.
Only one corpse remained.
It ignored every obstacle and slowly walked up to the Bridge Spirit.
It stretched out its hand.
It wanted to grab it.
However.
The moment it raised its hand, it suddenly lowered it again.
Because.
The Bridge Spirit before it had disappeared.
It seemed somewhat confused, as though it did not understand what had happened. In its perception, the Bridge Spirit had vanished into thin air like a gust of wind, without stirring the slightest ripple.
But the next moment.
The sound of chanting scriptures rang out on the Bridge of Helplessness.
It could not be heard clearly.
It could not be understood.
The language belonged to no known category, yet the moment it appeared, everything nearby became blurred.
At that moment, Jiang Qiao made a startling discovery.
He could not move.
It was as if he had been frozen inside amber, having completely lost the ability to move.
He could not even blink.
"Time Sealing?"
Although he could