Once one entered the Life-and-Death Road, there was no turning back. On the Life-and-Death Road, no one could help another; whether one could make it across depended entirely on oneself. Everyone was already too busy saving their own skin, much less helping others.
Only when everyone truly entered the Life-and-Death Road did Huo Hai finally understand its terror. The most terrifying thing about the Life-and-Death Road was not the strength of the flames and ice. Rather, the powers of flame and ice varied from person to person. No matter who entered the Life-and-Death Road, the flames beneath their feet, the ice above their heads—
Even the tearing force created by the icy and fiery auras had a great deal to do with one's own cultivation. If one's foundation was not solid enough, one could not reach the other side. If one's spiritual energy was pure enough, one could make it across exactly.
It was as though the expert who had created this Spirit Formation had already considered this when creating it. As long as anyone stepped onto the Life-and-Death Road, they would face the thin line between life and death. Either they crossed alive, or they died here.
The icy and fiery powers within varied from person to person. It was entirely a test of whether the foundations of those crossing the Life-and-Death Road were solid. Even if one had swift movement techniques, increasing one's speed would only make one endure stronger icy and fiery forces. In truth, it held little meaning. On the contrary, using movement techniques consumed too much spiritual energy and could very likely leave one without enough to cross.
After the first few people entered, those behind them understood. Unless their foundations far surpassed those of ordinary people, no one should even think of taking anything