Ye Wudao, shouldering the golden dragon coffin, walked on the Bridge of Life and Death.
Boom!
A powerful Demonic Qi erupted from the bridge, fiercely suppressing Ye Wudao, attempting to annihilate him!
Bang!
Ye Wudao's legs bent as if a Mount Tai was pressing down on him, the pain reaching its extreme!
"Just a bridge, and it thinks it can stop me!" Ye Wudao's eyes were ice cold as he bore the power of the Bridge of Life and Death, striding with large steps.
One step!
Two steps!
Ten steps!
A hundred steps!
Eight hundred steps!
Nine hundred steps!
Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps!
Ye Wudao's body was soaked in cold sweat; he had seen the end, only the final step remained.
His eyes filled with a hellish fury of slaughter, he took the last step.
A thousand steps!
After leaving the Bridge of Life and Death, Ye Wudao arrived at Wanzang Mountain, immediately feeling a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted!
