Sang Han suddenly mustered all his strength and shifted his body slightly to the side by a few centimeters.
"About one centimeter difference, safe."
It seemed to confirm his words, as the heavenly thunder passed by him, missing him by mere millimeters.
Calm, composed, and confident. Sang Han's judgment and calculation of the surrounding environment had reached an astonishing level. This was an ability possessed only by those who often tread the edges of life and death.
However, the pressure coming from all directions on the Shura Path was immense, making it extremely difficult for even Sang Han to traverse.
With Sang Han's movement speed, combined with his anticipation of heavenly thunder and fire and his all-out evasion, he managed to advance nearly twenty meters without encountering any danger.
If this continued, Sang Han would very likely succeed in traversing this Shura Path.
However, his luck seemed to have run out.
