In the black hall, six figures stand tall, each as grand as mountains, seated there, the pressure they exert is overwhelming.
Shi Hao's gaze is deep, staring at them, feeling immense pressure as if he's a tiny boat in a stormy ocean, at risk of being capsized and shattered at any moment!
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Skill?" He focuses on the six people, observing their postures, contemplating their divine essence. Is this truly that supreme inheritance?
In an instant, Shi Hao becomes entranced, fully immersed, unable to extricate himself.
The black hall is vast, extremely spacious, only these six majestic figures stand tall, like mountains, suffocating people, without any other objects.
Upon close inspection, one can find they exude an indescribable sharpness, an embodiment of the Dao, a release of merciless rules capable of annihilating all things.
For a martial arts zealot, these six figures are undoubtedly treasures, heavenly tomes, the supreme inheritance!
