The road of corpses and bones plunged into darkness. It was impossible to see how far it stretched, much less how many years had gone into building it.
I fear this is another dead-end road fated never to reach its end. After watching for a moment, Liu Feng thought of another broken road he had once seen.
If one merely laid the road without sufficient strength, it would eventually be severed by others.
Shen Yin said in a low voice, "We cannot go any farther. Otherwise, you and I may both die here."
Liu Feng naturally sensed a baleful omen as well, but he had felt this ever since entering this filthy space. No matter which direction he went, it was unavoidable.
Trusting in Shen Yin's realm, he followed her advice and did not proceed any farther.
Behind them was the pursuing cloud of insects. Straight ahead lay countless Evil Specters. To the right was boundless void, while to the left stretched an unbroken range of mountains, the Evil Specters within impossible to fathom.
Compared to going forward and facing a potentially fatal tribulation, going left or right was the better choice.
Liu Feng did not decide in haste. Shadow bodies within him took portions of the Gu insects and went left and right separately to scout the way.
The shadow bodies and Gu insects that entered the endless void to the right had their vitality collapse and died after flying a hundred li. Before they had gone a thousand li farther, Liu Feng's connection to the shadow bodies was severed.
The shadow bodies that entered the mountains to the left encountered mountains upon mountains displaying sorrowful expressions. Some vanished soundlessly, but a small number made it through.
The few who arrived afterward were also probing the way. The Immortal-Riding