Stepping through the spatial gate, Xiao Ze saw the Black Annihilation Army surrounding it in layers of protection. The two commanders at the head stood out in particular: Ling Quan and Lin Xiu.
Their eyes fell on Xiao Ze. The former's gaze held a trace of hostility, though he didn't dare show it.
The incident in Ancient Saint City had happened only recently. Ling Quan didn't think a mere One-Star Dou Zun like himself could do anything to Xiao Ze.
So even though he was resentful, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his complaints.
Lin Xiu, standing beside him, looked much friendlier than Ling Quan, who was keeping his feelings tightly in check.
Though neither of them welcomed the man who had bewitched their young lady, they had to admit that Xiao Ze's strength was far beyond their own.
Not to mention the Eight Great Commanders—even if the Four Great Commanders were here, they could only avoid his锋芒.
Before Dou Sheng, all were ants. There was no better way to describe their situation.
Under everyone's gaze, Xiao Ze remained quite calm.
He didn't frown at Ling Quan's veiled hostility, nor did he pause at Lin Xiu's deliberate friendliness. He merely swept his eyes over the Black Annihilation Army ranks around him, then strode toward the spatial gate.
The faint Dou Sheng aura around him was like an invisible barrier, causing the scrutinizing gazes around him to instinctively soften.
He walked with unhurried ease, as though the heavily guarded spatial gate before him were no more than an ordinary garden path, not an entrance to the mysterious Ancient Realm.
The space rippled, and Xiao Ze's figure quickly disappeared.
When the spatial ripples flared again, a vast blue sky came into view.
"So this is the Ancient Realm? It truly