Before long, he saw a peculiar road and walked straight onto it. It was paved with black stones that, upon closer inspection, seemed to have been soaked in blood, turning them a dark crimson-black.
"Corpses!"
One corpse after another lay beside the road.
These corpses were strange and unusual. They all exuded astonishing battle intent and powerful auras. Even in death, indestructible imprints still surged from them.
"The aura of the Supreme!"
Shi Yongheng was moved. This road within Chaos was strange. Most of those lying along the stone-paved road emitted traces of a Supreme aura.
"The Supreme Path is littered with bones."
At that moment, he saw a broken stele beside the road, bearing those words. They were written in blood, dripping crimson and carrying murderous intent!
Shi Yongheng was astonished. Even someone as powerful as him felt waves of chill run through him, his body tensing with a tremendous sense of danger.
At the road's end lay a cliff. Beyond it was utter darkness, with no scenery in sight—an endless abyss!
Supreme Path!
There were only three words on the ground, carved there in blood. The scarlet writing was dazzling, as though the blood still carried warmth.
Shi Yongheng stood there without moving, quietly sensing and silently contemplating.
The Supreme Path ended ahead in an endless abyss. Did that mean that anyone who continued onward would fall into darkness and be doomed beyond redemption?
Rumble!
A ceaseless rumbling echoed between heaven and earth, as though the Great Dao were stirring and resounding, about to awaken from Extinction.
Shi Yongheng looked up at the sky. Some light and order had appeared within the gray, dim heavens. A feeling arose within him, and he seized that fleeting opportunity.
His spirit resonated with heaven and earth, and he saw through this