Forget it!
The phantasm disappeared, and although Lin Hao's mood was unsettled, he had no choice but to calm himself down.
The power of this sandstorm was growing fiercer and stronger; if he delayed any further, he feared he might become one of the myriad lost souls within it!
Qimen Dunjia, Qimen Dunjia, where is Qimen?
Lin Hao's eyes shone as he looked around.
The heavenly stems and earthly branches, sun and moon, and the primordial chaos, all flashed through Lin Hao's mind.
From afar, the light emitting from the inn was becoming fainter and fainter!
If he were to lose sight of the inn's light, Lin Hao was destined to become lost in this sea of sand!
"No other choice!"
This last time, for this very last time, Lin Hao decided to take a leap of faith. Whether he lived or died was up to fate!
He stepped forward, choosing a carefully selected Qimen stance once more.
Buzz!
