667 Raining Undead (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The bridge was shrouded in darkness. The group felt more nervous as they proceeded forward.

The worst thing was, Mo Fan and his crew had no idea if they had chosen the Bridge of Life or the Bridge of Death. It felt like there was no end to the bridge.

Mo Fan had enough of how the Qin Emperor had designed his tomb. Why did the dead man make everything feel like an endless loop? They had spent quite some time on the bridge, yet not a single sound was to be heard. If it was the Bridge of Death, hurry up and send the demons and monsters over. What's the point of making the bridge so long?

Mo Fan cursed continuously in his heart. The funny thing was, something silver did appear ahead, as if the Ancient King was able to hear Mo Fan's grumbling.

Mo Fan gradually approached and they could make out a silver mirror!

The mirror looked extremely weird. It was somehow standing on the bridge, with silver ripples on its surface. It simply looked like a portal connected to another world.

”Brother Fan, look behind you,” said Zhang Xiaohou suddenly.

Mo Fan was still inspecting the strange silver mirror. He only turned around when he heard Zhang Xiaohou's words. He was nearly scared to death at the turn, as the arch bridge they were walking on before had suddenly disappeared!

The disappearance of the bridge was not their main concern. The problem was, the black wind sickles were moving toward them at an increasing speed.

”Holy shit, what the heck?!” cursed Mo Fan.

The wind was getting closer. It did not give Mo Fan and the others any time to inspect the mirror further. They immediately grabbed one another's hands and rushed into the mirror after taking a deep breath!

As they thought, the mirror was a space tunnel. The group of four were blown away by the turbulent flow of space as they drifted to somewhere unknown...

Mo Fan felt extremely heavy-headed. He could only see himself surrounded by the void. If he really had to describe the feeling, it was as if he was sliding down a smooth tunnel at a rapid pace. The motion kept spinning him around!

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”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!....”

Four cries of fear came from a silver vortex that suddenly appeared high up in the air, before two men and two women were ejected from it and fell to the ground.

The silver vortex was a certain distance away from the ground. They did not realize it in the first place, but as soon as they saw the ground was made of sturdy rocks, Zhang Xiaohou and Mo Fan immediately cast some spells.

The group had a rough landing. The ground below their feet was sturdy, as hard as stone!

The ground was gray. It was so dry that not a single plant could be spotted. The whole surface was filled with cracks!

”I...I don't think I can see the altar here...” Su Xiaoluo's face turned pale as she scanned their surroundings.

If they were not brought to the altar, it meant that they had taken the Bridge of Death!

”Another unique space, how many unique spaces did that guy actually put inside his own tomb?” Mo Fan observed their surroundings and discovered that it was only a small, standalone space.

The place was not spacious at all. They could see the curve of the sky when they raised their heads. They could also see the ends of the gray land.

”Is this some kind of cage designed for us to rot in here?” Zhang Xiaohou had also discovered that there was nothing here apart from the land and the sky.