The golden vortex carried mist as it spun faster and faster, growing ever larger until it finally transformed into a moon gate and opened a passage.
"Did you activate this? Where are you planning to send me—am I supposed to show up at their doorstep myself?" Wang Xuan looked at the Mysterious Mobile Phone. The gate stood inside the bronze chamber, so close he could enter with a single step.
"Choosing to go voluntarily is better than being forced to enter the arena later," the Mysterious Mobile Phone prompted.
Having come this far, Wang Xuan could no longer be bothered to argue with it. He stepped in, passed through the golden vortex gate, and instantly arrived in an unknown void, where he immediately saw a road stretching from afar toward him.
He froze. The road was formed from runes and looked exceedingly sacred, even carrying the rhythm of the Dao. After several times correcting its course, it changed direction and headed toward him.
"Is it looking for me?" Wang Xuan asked.
"Of course. You passed through the fog and came from the shadows into the open. It gradually caught your trail and swiftly appeared."
Wang Xuan felt something was off. "What do you mean? If I hadn't shown up, it actually wouldn't have been able to find me?"
"I told you before: the world is balanced, yet one end of the scales has already tipped. You have gained too much and are now in debt. If you do not take the initiative to resolve it now, it will accumulate over the years and eventually erupt in a great explosion. By then, regret will come too late, and calamity will descend upon you."
Wang Xuan ignored it. He did not accept that theory. If there had not been a slim possibility