Yuan Xiu seemed to be extremely curious. After all, no one had ever crossed the dead river before.
"I'm guessing you have some sort of magical artifact on you." Yuan Xiu said indifferently.
Xiao Hai looked at Yuan Xiu coldly and said, "None of them are correct."
"Oh? Then what did you rely on?" Yuan Xiu continued to ask.
"It's because of faith," Xiao Hai said coldly. "It's because of strong faith. Of course, people like you will never understand."
"Faith?" Yuan Xiu was stunned for a moment before he burst out laughing. "What is faith? Can it be eaten? You can accomplish what you can't just by relying on your faith?"
"Yes." Xiao Hai nodded.
At this moment, everyone was greatly shocked!
Qin Yu, who was not far away, could not help but clench his fists.
He believed in the power of faith. As long as he had strong faith in his heart, that would be his dao!
This kind of belief could only be realized by Xiao Hai!