"The gate is open! Charge!"
No one knew who shouted it, but dozens of figures instantly shot toward the azure gateway like arrows loosed from a bow, scrambling to be first!
Everyone understood that entering the secret realm first might let them seize even the slightest advantage!
However—
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The first few people to rush forward had barely touched the azure gate when they seemed to slam into an invisible wall. They were hurled back even faster, blood spraying from their mouths as they crashed to the ground in miserable disarray!
Ripples spread across the gate's surface as an even stronger force of rejection surged outward!
"Hmph! Courting death!" the stern young man from the Mystic Heaven Sword Sect sneered. "Though the secret realm's entrance has taken shape through a spatial passage, it has yet to stabilize completely. Charging into it now is no different from seeking death!"
Sure enough, the azure gate's glow gradually stabilized, and the ripples across its surface subsided. At the center of the gateway, a hazy passage of chaotic, shimmering radiance could vaguely be seen.
"We can enter now!" someone cried softly.
This time, everyone was far more composed, though they still swiftly darted toward the gate and entered in order.
Lu Chen neither rushed to the front nor deliberately lagged behind.
He rose and, following the crowd, walked unhurriedly toward the gate.
Just as he was about to step through it—
From his left, an almost imperceptible gust of bloody stench silently struck at his ribs!
At the same time, from his right, a grayish, chilling needle that specifically targeted the soul shot straight toward his temple!
A sneak attack! And from two separate directions—perfectly coordinated, vicious, and cunning!
They were the owners of those two chilling auras!
A cold glint flashed