South Heaven Gate—the South Heaven Gate that had haunted his thoughts day and night.
At last, after Li Su had barely crossed the final deadly zone, the world before his eyes suddenly brightened. The incomparably magnificent South Heaven Gate, wrapped in countless deadly zones, appeared in his sight.
A familiar aura washed over him at once—the aura of the Mythical Realm. In that instant, an inexplicable emotion stirred in Li Su's heart.
Nearly twenty years had passed since he awakened.
He wondered how the Mythical Realm was doing now. What had become of the conflict between the Great Sects and the alien clans?
Unable to hold himself back, he swiftly approached. Looking at the towering gate and the aura continuously spilling from within it, Li Su could not help but draw a deep breath.
There was nothing wrong with the gate.
He could sense that space led somewhere, with extraordinary power endlessly flowing out from within. It was astonishing beyond measure.
The only issue was that he did not know where the gate led. After entering, would he arrive in the Mythical Realm, or somewhere in the Primordial World?
If it was Great Sect territory, that would be one thing. But if he were transported into alien clan territory, that would be truly troublesome.
After all, the odds of that were very high. The alien clans now held an absolute advantage in the Primordial World. Their number of Saints and Limit Da Luos was terrifying beyond belief.
If they had not feared perishing together with the supreme experts of the Mythical Realm, the Great Sects would likely have been defeated long ago.
He could only hope that nothing major had happened during the time he had been away.
But on second thought, the situation should not be too bad. His