Chapter 835

Inside the Demon God Relic, the light is very dim.

Passing through a black gate, a chasm dozens of zhang wide stretched before them; someone tried to cross it, but was sucked into the Abyss by a mysterious unknown force, never to return.

The lessons of the former are a guide for the latter.

With the blood‑and‑tears lessons paid with the lives of those before, everyone no longer dares to attempt crossing the Abyss lightly.

"What's going on? We just entered the Demon God Relic, and the challenge is already this huge?"

Someone, unwilling to give up, picked up a stone and tried to toss it across, but it was sucked down midway.

"This Abyss, why does it resemble the legendary Weak Water River?"

Fu San frowned and said.

Crossing this Abyss is not easy, but if given a little time, they will surely find a way.

Later, someone tried to fly across using a magical artifact, such as a sword‑riding technique, and almost lost both their spouse and troops.

This result disheartened many, their brows furrowed; after countless hardships to reach the Demon God Relic, they stepped through the gate only to be stymied by a chasm, which was indeed extremely frustrating.

However, this also indirectly reflects the might of the Demon God Relic.

The Demon God fell more than ten thousand years ago, yet the lingering power in his tomb deters countless later generations.

On the other side, the Bai Tribe led by Bai Zichuan clearly became the focus of everyone's attention.

To the crowd, Bai Zichuan is a peerless genius who suppressed a generation, and hails from the Bai Tribe—one of the ThreeGreatHiddenEthnicities—so he must have a solution.

Bai Zichuan studied for a long time, and a glint of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

"Build a rainbow bridge!"

Bai Zichuan's voice rang out, drawing the attention of countless people.

"Bai Zichuan finally has a method!"

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being the Bai Tribe's top prodigy! Suppressing a generation is no idle boast!"

Almost everyone cast curious gazes toward Bai Zichuan.

Feeling the crowd's admiring eyes, Bai Zichuan couldn't be more pleased.

He took a step, leapt onto a protruding stone, his gaze lingered on Ye Qingran for a moment, his eyes full of provocation.

"Bai Zifeng, won't you explain?"

Servant Bai Zifeng was startled, pondered briefly, then said, "The rainbow bridge is a secret art of our Bai Tribe, combining the divine artifact White Mirror with the Seven‑Color Rainbow Formation."

"White Mirror?"

"Seven‑Color Rainbow Formation?"

Ye Qingran's eyebrows lifted slightly, and a strange brilliance flashed in her eyes.

If she is not mistaken, this so‑called rainbow bridge is a high‑density beam of energy.

Previously, everyone's attempts tried to have tangible objects support them across the Abyss, all failed, yet the Abyss does not absorb energy!

It seems Bai Zichuan also thought of this.

Over there, seven members of the Bai Tribe stepped out, formed a circle, and began channeling Mysterious Force.

Bai Zichuan then presented the White Mirror.

At first glance, the White Mirror looks like an ordinary mirror; its surface is made of brass, the reflected scene is very blurry—more a copper plate than a mirror.

The seven Bai Tribe members infused Mysterious Force into the White Mirror; a wondrous thing occurred—the White Mirror emitted a seven‑color glow, and after a hum, a seven‑color Light Pillar refracted from the mirror, landing on the ground opposite the Abyss.

From afar, it looked as if a rainbow bridge had been built across the two ends of the Abyss!

"How marvelous! But can this rainbow bridge truly let people cross the Abyss safely?"

Hearing the crowd's skeptical voice, Bai Zichuan remained calm, pointed at a Bai Tribe member and said, "You go first!"

The Bai Tribe person obeyed, summoned Mysterious Force, and leapt onto the rainbow bridge.

He set foot, walking on the bridge as if on solid ground; in a few dozen breaths, he reached the opposite side of the Abyss!

"It really works!"

"Incredible!"

Everyone showed an excited expression. Bai Zichuan truly succeeded!

Bai Zichuan smiled wryly at the crowd, "There's no free lunch in this world; if you wish to cross the Abyss, give our Bai Tribe some benefits. If we are satisfied, we'll let you use the rainbow bridge!"

"Everyone, seize the chance; the rainbow bridge lasts only a limited time—miss it and there will be no second chance!"

When Bai Zichuan said that, the crowd fell into a dilemma.

To cross the Abyss, they must pay a price; the magnitude of that price depends on the Bai Tribe's attitude. If they refuse, they cannot enter the core of the Demon God Relic, and the journey would be in vain.

Soon, people produced treasures to buy a chance to cross the rainbow bridge, and a long line formed.

Bai Zichuan looked satisfied at the scene, then turned his gaze to Ye Qingran, a smirk curling his lips, a mocking smile.

"Ye Qingran, do you want to go over?"

Bai Zichuan said with a forced smile.

"Since when have the Bai Tribe become so generous? I think the price isn't small, right?"

Bai Zichuan smiled even wider, "You are the Daughter of the Cloud Spirit, the foremost of the Yun Tribe's younger generation; this price is naturally beyond ordinary people. How about this: you swear to become my slave, and I will allow you and your people to cross the Abyss, okay?"

"What?"

Bai Zichuan wants Ye Qingran to be his slave?

Is he doing this to avenge Bai Zifeng, or to cleanse the Bai Tribe's disgrace?

No matter what, Bai Zichuan's action truly cornered Ye Qingran.

"Ye Qingran still hasn't figured out a way to cross the Abyss; perhaps she must rely on Bai Zichuan..."

"That's hard to say..."

"So, what have you decided?"

Bai Zichuan asked snidely.

The moment the words fell, his expression on his face couldn't be restrained!

A burst of Sword Qi shattered the air, and the entire space was filled with sword intent!

Everyone looked up; a man standing on a Greatsword flashed over their heads, leapt over the crowd, crossed the Abyss, and reached the opposite shore!

The man stood with his hands behind his back, showing part of his chest and abdominal muscles; his build was robust and tall, upright and firm, his face resolute and handsome, as if carved by a knife and axe.

The most striking thing was the scar on his chin, adding a few touches of wildness.

Wild and fierce!

"So cool!"

"Who is he?"

"Am I the only one who saw him sword‑cross the Abyss?"

While a group of people were at a loss trying to cross the Abyss, a man effortlessly sword‑crossed it, which was utterly baffling!

"It's him!"

Of course, some people recognized that man at a glance.

"It's Jianchi Fengyi!"

"The super‑powerful sword cultivator?!"