In front, Xiao Yi, who always had his eyes closed, opened them at this moment.
With a cold gaze, he looked straight ahead at the distance of a thousand miles.
There, a wholly snow-white sharp sword stood.
It was the Ice Saint's sword, the Ice White Ghost Slayer.
Of course, it wasn't a real sword, just a symbol of the Sword Dao.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, and the next second, closed them again.
His figure moved forward again.
The entire Netherworld Road, in fact, is extremely long.
His own Sword Dao journey is far less lengthy than this Netherworld Martial Path.
Although the two overlap, allowing Xiao Yi to continue forward with closed eyes.
But, in comparison, the whole Netherworld Road ahead is still uncertain, filled with the unknown.
And every step Xiao Yi takes, these unknowns decrease by a fraction.
The fog ahead on this Netherworld Martial Path became a bit clearer.
Xiao Yi kept moving forward, and the Netherworld Road became increasingly luminous.
