Looking from afar, be it the second bridge, or the third, fourth, or even the eleventh bridge, there were some illusory figures on it.
However, these figures became fewer and fewer as they went on. There were ten figures on the ninth bridge, and there were only two on the tenth bridge. As for the eleventh bridge... There was only one!
These figures were all very blurry. The further they went, the more blurry they became.
Wang baole stared at the illusory figures. He knew that these... might be the dao shadows left behind by the people who had crossed the bridge before.
“After this, this bridge... will also have one of my Dao Shadows.”Wang Baole muttered to himself. His figure turned into a beam of light and sped forward.
