Ye Xuan said, and then moved on.

The ascetic old monk and the old Taoist Xu Bingxian stopped where they were.

If you look carefully, you will find a cliff on the road ahead.

In front of the cliff, big bloody hands stretched out to form a road.

In the past, when they came here, they only needed to use their methods to strengthen the seal.

As for what's behind.

They don't know.

No matter how curious they are, they don't dare to take that step.

Because they had such an idea at first, but the result was that they would fall into a terrifying illusion as soon as they raised their feet. Even the two of them knew that the illusion could easily kill them.

So they didn't dare to go.

But when they saw Ye Xuan walking smoothly step by step, they felt a little confused.

I admire you even more.

The Night Emperor is the Night Emperor after all.

It is indeed not comparable to them.

Ye Xuan keeps moving forward on the road of bloody hands.

The front is getting more and more imprinted.

Because there are more and more bloody hands.

In the end, there was only a dark passage left that was just big enough for one person to pass through.

Ye Xuan is alone.
Chapter completed!