On the ice bridge, the footsteps of the Heaven Dou Army made the ice tremble faintly. The armor of the vanguard troops had already allowed them to glimpse the outline of Jialing Pass's gates. Suddenly, a golden figure flashed to the end of the ice bridge like lightning. The Angel Legion leader's Soul Power surged, and golden patterns spread across the ground, forming an enormous gate of light—the gate radiated a holy yet icy aura, with countless golden blades of light faintly visible whirling within. It was his Eighth Spirit Skill, "Angel Gate!"
"Don't even think of crossing the bridge! Beyond this gate lies your burial ground!" The leader gripped his spear, his voice booming like a great bell. The Angel Gate's pressure spread outward, and the ice along the bridge's edges began shattering inch by inch, instantly halting the Heaven Dou soldiers' charge.
"This is bad! The Angel Gate is a spatial defensive Spirit Skill. Once you step inside, the blades of light within will tear you apart!" Yu Xiaogang stood in the middle of the ice bridge, his expression changing sharply as he hurriedly shouted behind him, "Stop the army! Stop at once! Do not enter the gate's range!"
The vanguard soldiers stopped abruptly at the warning, but the momentum nearly sent several at the front tumbling toward the gate. Fortunately, their comrades beside them caught them in time. A standoff instantly formed on the ice bridge. The Angel Gate stood like an insurmountable barrier between the Heaven Dou Army and Jialing Pass. The blades of light within continued to spin, emitting piercing hums that filled everyone with dread.
Just then, a silver-white figure descended from the sky. Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood upon the ice bridge with the Seven Kill Sword in hand, and his fierce sword