Boom, boom, boom—
At that moment, the nine great gates slowly opened, letting out a series of thunderous booms.
Seizing the opportunity, Li Zhōujūn, with the system's help, was the first to transform into a streak of azure light. Taking Gong Zining with him, he flew into the gate.
Gong Zining, who had been carried into the gate by Li Zhōujūn, was somewhat dumbfounded.
By the time she came to her senses, she had already arrived in the battlefield for Ninth-Rank Dao Lords.
All around them stretched endless mountain ranges, with towering trees that blotted out the sky and sun.
"You..." Seeing that she and Li Zhōujūn had already entered the battlefield while the others had yet to arrive, Gong Zining asked Li Zhōujūn in confusion, "Aren't you an Eighth-Rank Dao Lord? How can you be so fast? Even as a Ninth-Rank Dao Lord, I'm not even one-third as fast as you."
"I have to take first place. Do you need me to help you secure second place?" Li Zhōujūn asked with a smile.
"No need. I can rely on myself." Gong Zining shook her head.
After witnessing Li Zhōujūn's speed, Gong Zining no longer felt that he was bragging.
"Very well." Li Zhōujūn nodded, then directly used the technique 'Dragon Bind' on the golden gate.
In an instant, a chessboard descended, enveloping the gate.
Just then, many Ninth-Rank Dao Lords also entered the battlefield one after another.
Upon entering the Ninth-Rank Dao Lord battlefield, they were surprised to discover that they had been trapped the moment they arrived.
"Junior Sister Gong, what do the two of you mean by this?"
The leading Ninth-Rank Dao Lord was a woman dressed in the same white robes as Gong Zining.
Clearly, these white robes were the uniform of True Disciples of the