The ninth bridge was both sacred and awe-inspiring to all living beings on the immortal dipper continent. From ancient times until now, only four people had ever made it this far!
One of the four was the Lord of the immortal dipper continent, while the other three were the three most powerful great heavenly venerates.
But now, there was one more person!
At the same time, the eleventh Yang on the immortal dipper continent shone brightly once more. Its light was dazzling, as if it wanted to envelop the entire world in its light.
Wang baole, who stood at the end of the ninth bridge within the hundred thousand feet of light, also had a glint in his eyes. He could feel the resistance in front of him, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to take another step forward.
It was as if... His path to heaven was about to stop here.
