Inside Xiao Chen, the broken Stone Man slowly lifted its intact left hand and pointed towards the stone bridge ahead.
Seeing Xiao Chen abandon the Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform and leap up to focus on the ancient and clumsy bridge, Qingqing also fluttered over, scrutinising it carefully.
There are four blurry, age-old characters on the surface of the bridge.
"Eh, those seem to be the most primitive divine scripts..." Qingqing was extremely surprised.
"You can recognise them?" Xiao Chen was even more stunned.
"I've studied some. The four characters seem to be... Bridge of Death to Heaven."
"What, Bridge of Death to Heaven?" Xiao Chen was greatly startled. Cultivators had once instructed people to build the Bridge of Death to Heaven by the Yellow River, so there was an actual "prototype" after all.
"Uncle, look... Something strange seems to be happening in the bridge tunnel, as if... it leads to another world." Qingqing pointed at the completely dark bridge tunnel in surprise.
