In the world of consciousness, Luo Yan was still pushing the Tai Xiao Gate. The gate was now only one step away from opening.
However, the resistance at this final step was also the greatest.
No matter how Luo Yan tried to push it, the gate would not budge.
Not only did it refuse to move, there were even faint signs that it was beginning to close again.
Luo Yan came to a realization: once it closed, he might never be able to push open this Tai Xiao Gate again.
"Open."
"Open for me!"
He could already feel his body collapsing. If this dragged on, he would probably die!
Death was not unfamiliar to Luo Yan.
He had brushed shoulders with the god of death many times.
Precisely because he was so familiar with it, Luo Yan wanted death even less.
At the very least, he did not want to die for no reason.
And so, distracting thoughts surged in his mind.
It was as if a voice were shouting at him: "Give up. Even without this secret technique, you can live just fine. Why risk it?"
"Enough!"
"You've already used all your strength, but you still can't push it open. This is Heaven's will. Stop."
"Let go while you still can!"
All my strength...
Have I already used all my strength?
A blurry figure suddenly flashed before Luo Yan's eyes.
Then, the image of his primordial spirit, Fire Yang True Lord, became clear.
Another figure emerged afterward. It was himself in his Dragon Transformation form.
No.
I haven't used all my strength yet.
Fire Yang True Lord!
Dragon Dragon Blood Essence!
Help me!
Boom!
In the world of consciousness, a mass of red-gold flames first rose up, followed by a surge of viscous blood.
Fire Yang True Lord, his