Under the gaze of everyone, Lou Qianzhong quickly walked to the edge of the Life and Death Bridge, turned around to glance at the crowd, and sneered: "Why are you all still standing there? Hurry and get across the bridge! The mist will only retreat for less than an hour, if we keep waiting like this, we definitely won't make it across."
After saying that, Lou Qianzhong stepped onto the Life and Death Bridge with big strides, but as soon as he got on the bridge, he staggered, almost tripping over.
"Damn it, this is too damn strange. I almost couldn't hold on!"
Lou Qianzhong cursed, his eyes filled with considerable shock. Once on this bridge, he couldn't even fly, walking alone was extremely difficult. Although he appeared relaxed, only he knew the immense pressure on his feet, which even trembled slightly.
Lou Qianzhong's footstep noticeably slowed down, making it difficult as an old man limping. He had walked ten meters, yet took a full twenty breaths of effort!
