In recent times, that ten-mile-long ring road has become the nightmare of all disciples in the sect.
Even the powerful disciples like Wang Xuanxin and Xiong Li, have managed to cover only a little over half the distance.
Admittedly a nightmare, but it is also their goal.
The moment they get some free time, they immediately go to the Secret Realm to challenge the ring road.
Today, Han Feiyu came to the exterior of the ring road through the teleportation array once again.
An endless pressure was constantly battering Han Feiyu's immortal body and spirit.
"Senior Brother Feiyu, today we must give it our all until we reach the four-mile post," Sword Wuji clenched his fists and declared resolutely.
Last time, both of them fell just a hundred meters short of the four-mile marker.
"Alright, today we have to be forcibly sent back by Pu Tao." Han Feiyu looked at the ring road, his eyes were filled with determination.
