Seeing that the two of them were truly about to smash the door open with brute force, Chen Cheng hurriedly stepped in to stop them and said:
"Move aside. Such a fine ruin is about to be ruined by you two. Watch me open the door."
"I knew you brat were messing with me. Hurry up, we've wasted enough time already. My armed armor is still nowhere in sight."
Walking up to the gate and reaching out to touch it, Chen Cheng found the same familiar formula again. He scarcely needed to think before entering the correct answer with his eyes closed.
The door password was correct. In an instant, the gate of unknown material vanished bit by bit before the three of them like weathered foam.
And at the very moment the portal appeared, the final event foretold by the mural occurred.
A strand of Divine Power, condensed to the utmost extreme and incomparably pure, carrying all the unwillingness and roar of a suppressed god, shot toward Chen Cheng.
Although Lokasky and Black Tiger looked carefree and laughing, the two of them had long prepared for every possible response.
Yet none of the three had expected that this lethal attack would not come from within the portal, but from the utterly unremarkable statue behind them.
The Divine Power easily pierced through the hastily condensed defenses of Lokasky and Black Tiger, flying straight at Chen Cheng.
At that moment, Chen Cheng had no time to make any other response. He could only instinctively summon his Divine Soul deity and station it outside his physical body as protection.
With a clang, the Divine Soul formed from pure Divine Power was naturally not so fragile. Besides, this was merely an extremely small remnant of Divine Power.
Though it had failed to break