The scene before Wen Qingye's eyes constantly shifted. Ribbons of light appeared all around, shimmering with an enchanting, divine glow. These multicolored halos were the purest form of Sword Dao Divine Rhyme.
Then, a long, narrow path slowly materialized ahead. The surrounding scenery was exceptionally dim. Beside the path sat an ancient, weathered stone monument, having endured sun, rain, wind, and snow.
But in the next moment, the light intensified dramatically.
Streaks of red light stabbed at Wen Qingye's eyes like a fiery net, completely filling his vision. The surrounding temperature also began to climb steadily.
The narrow path was suspended in the air. Below it was a boundless expanse emitting scorching heat—it was, in fact, a sea of roiling lava.
GLUG, GLUG...
The violent lava churned and spewed, a sight that would strike fear into anyone's heart.
