Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 1113

Gate to the Otherworld

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Hummm...

The void hummed unceasingly. That dark gateway finally took complete form—shaped like the bloody maw of a colossal beast, fangs bared and interlocked, its upper and lower jaws gleaming with piercing light. Its eyes were thrown wide open like lamps, while its throat stretched straight and deep, leading directly to an unfathomable other shore.

"The Gate to the Otherworld!"

The Six Great Sages' hearts trembled as one. Their gazes burned as they stared fixedly at the passage spanning both worlds.

From this moment onward, the barrier between the two worlds had been opened. For the long years to come, cultivators could travel back and forth without obstruction. Only when all eighteen Sages emerged could the world barrier be reforged.

Roar—!

A howl tore through the boundary, neither dragon nor ape, yet carrying the ferocious might of countless ages. In an instant, it swept across the Earthly Immortal Realm, turning mountains and rivers pale and setting the stars swaying!

The Six Great Sages' pupils contracted as they gazed in horror at the dark gate.

Roar—!

A gigantic claw covered in silvery-white fur and densely layered with pitch-black scales thrust out fiercely! Piercing cold light burst from its talons, while demonic qi surged like a torrential sea. In a daze, countless Demon God phantoms rose and sank amid the patterns of its claw, roaring as they looked down on heaven and earth, tyrannical beyond compare!

The seawater surged wildly with thunderous roars. The giant claw abruptly spread open, and spatial blades around the gateway slashed down like knives. Yet they could not even cut its skin, merely striking out a string of shrill clangs as sparks sprayed like rain, crackling in every direction—its master's sinews and bones were so hard, its flesh and blood so resilient, that they far exceeded all

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