"What an incredible broken bridge."
Shi Feng sensed the broken bridge beneath his feet, and his heart was filled with shock.
The entire broken bridge was actually made purely of magic power, and its concentration had reached the level of truly solid magic power.
Though it was solid magic power, it was like grains of sand. The only reason he could stand and walk on the bridge was because of the special arrangement of magical elements, which had condensed the sand-like solid magic power together.
The broken bridge had begun collapsing solely because the power maintaining the magical elemental arrangement had vanished, causing that arrangement to fall apart.
Realizing this, Shi Feng immediately spread out his magic domain and began maintaining the bridge's magical elemental circulation.
However, the instant Shi Feng mobilized his own magic power to maintain the broken bridge, he was completely stunned.
"Is mobilizing solid magic power actually this exhausting?"
Shi Feng had often mobilized mist-form magic power before, and he could even freely mobilize liquid magic power. That liquid magic power was like an extension of his arms, easily controlled.
Yet now, merely mobilizing a small amount of solid magic power felt like moving an arm filled with lead. It was incredibly taxing. The slightest lapse in concentration, and the solid magic power he had painstakingly mobilized would immediately slip beyond his control and begin circulating freely.
Trying to maintain all the solid magic power in the broken bridge was several times harder than carrying ten thousand jin, let alone making that solid magic power obey his commands and operate according to the bridge's established rules...
Watching the broken bridge continuously collapse, Shi Feng finally began to understand just how difficult this trial was.
Forget building a bridge—simply maintaining the broken bridge so it would not