After taking a deep breath, looking at the even darker passage in front of him, Zhou Qing gripped the broken sword and stepped into it.
Splat——
He treaded cautiously for less than half a meter, when suddenly the side of the corridor indented, and a jet-black bone spike shot out like a black lightning bolt. Zhou Qing had no time to react and was pierced straight through the heart.
"Damn!"
He cursed loudly as he turned into a ball of light and entered again.
This time, as the bone spike shot out, Zhou Qing, who was well-prepared, narrowed his eyes, raised the broken sword in his hand, and accurately blocked the jet-black bone spike.
The sound of metal clashing echoed in the corridor, resulting in a burst of sparks.
Feeling the immense force from the bone spike, Zhou Qing let out a muffled grunt. His arm trembled slightly, but with a twist of his wrist and the circulation of spiritual power within his body, he deflected it directly.
