Under the gaze and watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Yi felt no urgency.
After merging with the White Tiger Divine Intent, he only felt an unprecedented sense of ease, as if the entire world was beneath him.
Moreover, what he saw wasn't a kaleidoscope of colors, but rather rings of divine intent that seemed like halos.
"So this is how the world's might and spiritual power are constructed."
These halos presented themselves in irregular shapes, and vaguely, he could see each one connected to Daoist Gushan and others.
However, just as Chen Yi intended to withdraw from the White Tiger Divine Intent and return his mind to his body, he suddenly sensed a terrifying threat.
"What is this!?"
Chen Yi, through the body of the White Tiger Divine Intent, abruptly looked up—astonished to find that a bridge had somehow appeared in the once-clear sky!
He wasn't mistaken!
It was indeed a bridge!
A bridge with steps facing him, ascending endlessly, with golden pillars on both sides.
