Standing near the twentieth Immortal Bridge, only ten meters away, Jing Yan vaguely sensed something ahead.
The order and rules on the last Immortal Bridge seemed to be distorted. Even the light within it was curved.
The mist enveloping the last Immortal Bridge contained astonishing, terrifying power. With Jing Yan's current cultivation, he still felt insignificant before the mist.
At this moment, Jing Yan couldn't even feel any oppressive force coming from the last Immortal Bridge. Yet, his body couldn't take a step forward.
That feeling was very strange!
There was clearly a path ahead, but it was impossible to cross. It was as if it led to another space entirely different from where he was.
Jing Yan paused in mid-air for a moment.
Gradually, his gaze became determined.
How would I know if it doesn't work unless I try?
Divine power frantically circulated within the Divine Sea. From the five Divine Core Flowers, vast power began to diffuse, fiercely surging forward.
