The tunnel stretched deep, with no end in sight.
The pursuers were closing in, but Gu Qingshan didn't rush to flee.
He took a breath and calmed himself.
Looking at the fate talismans that had turned gray, Gu Qingshan couldn't shake the feeling that there had to be some secret behind them.
For some reason, memories of the past suddenly came to him.
He had visited many different worlds, seen order and chaos, and traveled through ancient times, but he had never seen such a grand and vast talisman tunnel.
"Little monk, do you know what this tunnel is?" Gu Qingshan asked.
Zhao Xiaoseng pressed his palms together. "Amitabha. This humble monk still doesn't know your name, benefactor."
"I'm Gu Qingshan."
"Benefactor Gu, I've been sealed in Kunlun all this time and know nothing about what's happening outside. I'll have to rely on you for the tunnel and our escape."
"All right."
Gu Qingshan flew to the edge of the tunnel and examined the fate talismans closely.
Here, all the talismans were ash-gray, like burned paper reduced to ash, yet they hadn't scattered.
"They've all lost their power..."
Gu Qingshan murmured.
Near the Evil Ghost World, those fate talismans had been extremely powerful. Anyone who tried to touch them would be instantly wiped out by the power of countless talismans.
But they were too far from the evil ghosts here, and the talismans had lost their power.
Gu Qingshan didn't take any risks, either. Keeping well back, he swept his gaze over the densely clustered tunnel walls.
The invisible Thought Sword shot through the air, sweeping across vast swaths of fate talismans and cutting them all to dust.
Rustle, rustle!
The talismans scattered, revealing a faintly glowing, almost transparent wall before Gu Qingshan.
The sea?
As he gazed at the