Bang!
With a huge explosion, Yun Hao's body completely burst apart, all his bones shattering.
At this moment, Yun Hao was only four steps away from stepping off the Bridge of Life and Death.
Yet, these four steps seemed like an insurmountable chasm, possibly never to be crossed in a lifetime.
At this moment, all that was left of Yun Hao was a wisp of his Primordial Spirit, being torn at by wraiths.
Curiously, Yun Hao's Primordial Spirit remained with eyes shut. Under the biting assault of countless blood-red wraiths, even the mighty gray Primordial Spirit, capable of devouring all things, was dimmed.
Gradually, the gray Primordial Spirit became nearly transparent, so much so that the blood-red wraiths in front could be seen through it.
Once the gray Primordial Spirit was entirely consumed, Yun Hao would effectively be dead.
Soul scattered to the winds...
