I don't know how long time had passed.
Zhou Yu suddenly realized that he was gradually able to adapt to the overwhelming pressure.
He immediately began to walk slowly forward.
During his journey, his gaze constantly fell on the stone walls on both sides of the canyon, staring at the marks left by swords, knives, axes, and halberds.
He felt an indescribable sensation, as if these marks were not ordinary.
Zhou Yu curiously came to a place that looked like a notch left by a long knife and reached out to touch it.
The moment he touched it, the scene before his eyes changed.
Before Zhou Yu could react, a vague figure appeared in front of him, wielding a bronze long knife, and slashed towards him.
This was a simple horizontal slash, and it wasn't very fast.
But it made Zhou Yu's whole body shiver with fear.
His heart was filled with infinite terror, and he even forgot to dodge.
Crack!
The blade fiercely struck Zhou Yu's chest, splitting his upper body in two.
