Li Yanchu had entered this black-and-white realm and the yin-yang world with his physical body.0

At this moment, his blood and qi surged violently. They broke past their former restraints and became overwhelmingly vigorous once more, so much so that it felt intimidating to behold.0

With a single slash, he had obliterated all those phantoms, leaving the area completely still. The oppressive atmosphere dissipated somewhat as well.0

For a long while, there was no further movement. Swish... swish… Only the sound of flowing water echoed in his ears.0

At this time, Li Yanchu slowly sheathed the Jiaoslayer, then strode toward a wooden bridge in the distance, the only visible structure in this monochrome world.0

The water around him was icy cold, piercing to the bone. After walking just a few dozen steps, he could already feel his blood and qi beginning to subside...0