But within the cave, countless Tengshe snakes were surging forward in waves, obstructing Li Xuan's path.
As they sank about seventeen teals below the ground, Li Xuan saw several forks in the cave below. The two girls, Xue Yunrou, who were initially dragged together, unexpectedly were separated. One went left, the other went right, each was pulled into a different fork.
Li Xuan's spirits dropped slightly, knowing that he could not delay any further.
Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to use the true meaning of Martial Law. The problem was that he still did not have the confidence to apply it in actual combat.
But at this moment, even without confidence, he had to give it a try.
Li Xuan tightly gripped the Huaiyi Blade, his entire body not advancing but retreating, his figure rose several metres, meanwhile, he exhaled heavily. Then, suddenly, innumerable ice crystals formed on the walls of the deep pit.
By this time, a white mist had formed around Li Xuan's body.
