Another World: The Failed Magician

After a moment of disorientation, Lu Xuan slowly got up from the ground.

He stood up and looked around, finding himself on a log bridge. Below him was a bottomless abyss.

It seems there's no other choice.

Lu Xuan could only walk forward along the log bridge.

Ahead, a thick fog obscured everything, making it impossible to see what lay in the distance.

Lu Xuan instinctively tried to use his magic to disperse the fog in front of him. But he found that he didn't have a single drop of magic left in his body. No matter what he tried, he couldn't even use the most basic magic.

There was no other way but to move forward slowly.

Fortunately, the fog seemed to only confuse people's vision and did not pose any threat, so Lu Xuan did not encounter any danger along the way.

Lu Xuan instinctively felt that he had been walking for a long time. But ahead, the end of the log bridge was still shrouded in fog and could not be seen clearly.

After all the magic power in his body was gone, Lu Xuan could feel that his body was obviously much more tired after walking for so long.

Just as he was about to sit down and rest for a while, he felt a strong sense of unease.

He immediately turned around and found that the log bridge he had crossed had vanished, and behind him was complete darkness. Looking down cautiously, he could only see a bottomless abyss.

The scene before him instantly dispelled Lu Xuan's desire to rest.

He hurriedly ran forward without looking back.

Lu Xuan felt utterly exhausted, but the road ahead still stretched endlessly. He simply couldn't run anymore. He could only look back, hoping that the planks behind him hadn't disappeared any more.

But reality dealt Lu Xuan a harsh blow; behind him lay an endless abyss.

He instinctively wanted to keep going, but his trembling legs and the blood seeping from his throat were ravaging his body.

Suddenly, a beautiful crystal bottle appeared before him. It was filled with a bright red liquid.

Lu Xuan could sense the aura of a dragon within it. Clearly, this was a bottle of dragon blood, and a very pure one at that.

It was purer than any dragon blood Lu Xuan had ever seen.

At that moment, a voice echoed in Lu Xuan's heart.

He could easily cross the wooden bridge and pass the trial by drinking the dragon blood in front of him.

Lu Xuan could feel his body instinctively craving that bottle of dragon blood.

As the wooden bridge behind him slowly disappeared, the endless abyss also gradually approached him.

Lu Xuan knew he had no time to choose. Looking at the dragon blood before him, his heart wavered.

Four years ago, when he had nothing, he naturally wouldn't have accepted the bottle of dragon blood. But now, what he had always held onto was constantly being shaken.

Many figures flashed through his mind. There were White and Li Mengyu, as well as other people from the town of Carlos.

If I really collapse here, then I will truly be separated from everyone.

This was the first time Lu Xuan had felt that there was something he cherished in this unfamiliar world. It was also the first time he had felt this way since he had transmigrated to this world.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment. The crimson dragon blood before him was like two paths laid out before Lu Xuan.