The wall seemed smooth from far away, but on a closer look, it was full of sword marks as if someone had been practicing sword arts here.
To Yang Ruoyun's surprise, Han Fei stepped on the wall and ascended with his spiritual energy protective cover, fearless of the possible danger.
The wall was no more than a hundred meters high. Han Fei was not scared of such an altitude at all.
When he set foot on the wall, he suddenly felt that the sword marks on the wall seemed to be back to life.
Shadows of swords seemed to be flying in the void and stabbing at Han Fei.
His lips cramping, Han Fei took a turn and accelerated, dodging the sword shadows easily, but as he climbed higher, the sword shadows got denser and denser.
Soon, the sword shadows were so concentrated that it was impossible for Han Fei to dodge all of them with his 108 Spirit-Absorbing War Bodies.
