Within the Forest of Thousands Swords.
Su Chen stood in front of a bridgehead.
The bridge was built from countless strands of Sword Light.
Su Chen had yet to step onto the bridge, because it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
His face was solemn and serious; he had an intuition that if he stepped onto the bridge, he would die.
He was silent, seemingly in thought, and after a long while, he had a Weapon in his hand, a Dao Artifact, a sword.
Whoosh!
He raised his hand, and the Dao Artifact Sword was thrown by him onto the bridge.
In an instant, the bridge that had been quiet and still suddenly softened, turning into a writhing maw of Devouring, completely enveloping the Dao Artifact Sword.
Without any interval of time, the surface of the bridge returned to calm.
