After entering the castle, Zhao Su could clearly sense a powerful aura of the Great Dao radiating from its center.
Even Zhao Su, who had already reached the Origin Realm, felt suppressed.
At last, Zhao Su reached the castle's highest floor.
When they reached the entrance, Li Qingfeng went no farther. He merely waved a hand and said to Zhao Su, "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid you'll have to walk the rest of the way alone. I can't accompany you!"
The moment Li Qingfeng finished speaking, the door leading to the highest floor opened.
Brilliant rays of seven-colored light streamed out, forming a Rainbow Bridge that extended straight to Zhao Su's feet.
Although Zhao Su hesitated a little, he still stepped forward toward the highest floor.
As he crossed the Rainbow Bridge, Zhao Su could feel the Dao Rhythm within his body gradually becoming complete.
The Heavenly Dao Mark emerged, madly absorbing the terrifying Dao Rhythm, the likes of which Zhao Su had never felt before.
After walking for roughly ten minutes, he finally reached the end of the Rainbow Bridge.
He looked ahead, but there was no longer a path.
Darkness lay before him.
Utter darkness, impenetrable to both the naked eye and divine sense.
Zhao Su reached into the darkness, and a bone-chilling, piercing pain immediately shot through his outstretched hand.
Zhao Su's physical body could already be said to have reached the Origin Realm, attaining a state beyond death and destruction.
Even so, this darkness still inflicted tremendous harm on him.
When Zhao Su withdrew his hand from the darkness, he could clearly see that its flesh had rotted away.
Moreover, the rot continued, swiftly spreading through his entire arm.
Even the Dao Rhythm within Zhao Su's body could do nothing to stop it.
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