To be precise, it was an old tree root extending from the opposite side.
Qin Niu stepped onto this unique tree root bridge and immediately felt a squirming underfoot; the entire bridge seemed to have come to life.
He remembered Xu Weng's reminder that this bridge had 99 trials.
How many he would encounter depended entirely on personal luck.
The tree root under his feet grew softer with each step, and he felt as if he could fall through at any moment.
With Qin Niu's current abilities, even walking on water would be a breeze. To get across the bridge as quickly as possible, he pushed his speed to the limit.
But hardly ten meters in, an expanse of white fog rolled in, shrouding everything around so that he could no longer see any scenery. Even straining his eyes, he could only see two to three meters ahead.
It seemed the first trial had arrived.
Unperturbed, Qin Niu continued to move forward with focus.
