Treading on the Netherworld River

Qin Yu was extremely careful with every step he took. Because he had lost his sight, everything before him was dark. This naturally made Qin Yu even more terrified.

He held an iron rod in his right hand, a bracelet in his left hand, and the Venerable Fifth Mountain above his head.

But even so, he was still uncertain.

In half an hour, Qin Yu had only walked a very short distance.

No one knew what they would encounter, and no one knew how far away the dragon corpse was.

Not to mention the mysterious creature that existed in the Dragon Burial Cave, just this psychological pressure was almost unbearable for Qin Yu.

As he went deeper into the Dragon Burial Cave, the terrifying corpse qi in the surroundings also began to become denser.