He did not know how long he had run for. This great road seemed to stretch on without end.
Xu Zimo was shrouded in darkness, swallowed by soundless roars.
At last, his footsteps came to a halt.
A grand hall appeared before him.
The hall stood at the end of the great road, surrounded by sheer cliffs, as though it floated in the void.
The great gate of the hall was tightly shut, covered in countless layers of dust. No one knew how many years it had been sealed for.
Lin Ruhu's white thread had slowly come to a stop here as well.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
He threw a punch, astonishing force surging from his fist and shaking the void.
With a boom, an explosion rang out.
Yet when it struck the grand hall, there was not the slightest reaction.
Xu Zimo tried for quite some time, only to find that no matter what he did, he could not push open this gate.
Left with no choice, he crushed the red crystal in his hand.
He summoned Great God Zhengyang.
The red crystal continued to gush forth as Great God Zhengyang's figure, where water and fire intertwined, slowly emerged.
"Master Palace?" Great God Zhengyang looked at the hall before him in surprise.
"I never expected you to actually find this place."
"What is this place?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Where the Master once lived, and also the deepest part of Three Corpses Cave," Great God Zhengyang said, nodding in praise.
"You are quite capable. That Corpse Bones should be inside.
"What comes next will likely be a hard battle."
"A hard battle?" Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
He asked, "Who is the opponent? The Three Corpses?"
"By rights, it should be the Three Corpses. But so much time has passed that