The candlestick in the hands of Bingzhuren looks ordinary, but it emits a gloomy light, and what is even more strange is that a brand new road appears in front of them through this light.

The road under their feet was originally a dirt road, but now it has been replaced by a bluestone road. The slate is quite old, covered with moss, and permeated with a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Mad Jianxian and the others followed behind Bingzhu, and they didn't dare to let out the air, but the sight in front of them made them feel at ease.

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