"Ah!"
Xianyou let out a heart-rending howl. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free of his restraints.
"Cousin."
The Phoenix Saint's voice was sinister. "If you still refuse to yield, the treasure left behind by the Sacred Ancestor will not be limited to this much."
Xianyou spat out a mouthful of blood. Along with it came an azure-blue pearl.
Like a guiding lantern, the pearl floated in midair and automatically flew toward the northwest.
"Heh."
The Phoenix Saint sneered, grabbed the chain piercing Xianyou's body with one hand, and dragged him after the pearl.
After flying more than eight hundred li, they stopped above a pool in a valley.
Without warning, an imperceptible ripple spread through the void three feet above the dark pool.
As though a drop of water had fallen into a mirror-like lake, space twisted and spread with the softness of rippling water. A gentle blue gleam quietly emerged from the heart of the ripple, faint as fireflies at first, then suddenly blazing bright enough to illuminate half the valley.
A trembling hum that seemed to come from the primordial wilderness rang out in the depths of every living being's heart within the valley.
Centered on the pearl, the void split open without a sound.
Within the crack churned a gray haze of chaos before creation, where phantom images of Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind flickered in and out of existence.
Deep within that churning crack of chaos, a heavy, weathered bronze hue pierced through the gray haze and slowly emerged.
It was, astonishingly, a colossal gate!
The gate stood a hundred zhang tall, cast entirely from bronze. Its surface was covered in thick verdigris like dragon scales, flowing with the muted luster accumulated by the years.
Beside the bronze gate stood a Boundary