Bloom of Dao

Ling Han naturally knew nothing of what happened afterwards. He was walking on this black dragon bridge.

Previously, he had still been able to see the over 2,000 dragon bridges that were parallel to him, but as he continued walking, the other dragon bridges slowly disappeared, and in the end, only this black dragon bridge that was left behind became wider and wider.

Was this still a bridge? It was practically a plain.

However, Ling Han had already walked for three days, and it was still completely deserted on the dragon bridge. There was only a black path, and no other color could be seen.

This black path had been paved with dragon scales, so he felt an uneven texture when he stepped on it. It was useless even if he used Regulations to protect himself. It was still very prickly to walk on because this was the power of Regulation.

Thankfully, it was only very prickly, but did not cause any wounds. Otherwise, it would really become a problem.