C44 The gigantic figure of the Corpse Palace

It had already been three days and three nights. Bai Wuchen, covered in scars, was holding onto the broken Tri-Emperor Sword, struggling with everything he had while a puddle of black water slowly flowed into the bottomless lake in front of him.

The stone door that led to the Nine Palace Eight Trigrams area had already closed while I was jogging back to the cliff wall