After a while, Ding Hao looked down and couldn't see clearly the ground, which had become a bottomless chasm. As the wind howled and the red storms roared, Ding Hao found no trace of the sky and earth, and could only hear the never-ending sound of swords, as if there were only endless long swords emitting cool light in the world.
If he were to fall down, under such great pressure between the sky and earth, even Ding Hao would fall down and break into pieces and become the first great grandmaster who slipped down and died in history.
Ding Hao had to make sure that every step he took was very stable.
He had to ensure that he would not be thrown down from steps, which were less than one meter wide, by the terrible red storm.
After some time, night fell.
As the crimson moon appeared in th
