Zhao Fu and the others stood atop a mountain. Zhao Fu took out seven keys, each one radiating intense light as seven vast auras spread outward.
At once!
Heaven and earth lost their color, and the winds and clouds suddenly shifted. All manner of light glowed in the sky as a colossal silver gate, carrying an overwhelming pressure, slowly appeared overhead.
This silver gate stood ten thousand meters tall. Rather than standing upright in the sky, it lay flat across it. All kinds of flowers, grasses, trees, mountains, rivers, and streams were carved upon it, giving it a majestic air. Seven keyholes lay at its center.
The moment the silver gate appeared, those in the area sensed the ripples emanating from it and flew over curiously.
With a wave of his hand, the seven keys in Zhao Fu's grasp turned into seven streams of light and shot into the sky, inserting themselves into the seven keyholes.
Zhao Fu raised one hand, and a vast force seized the seven keys and twisted them.
Boom!
An earth-shattering bang rang out. A massive ripple, carrying the force of thunder sweeping through ten thousand armies, spread outward, making even the sky tremble. The entire sky began to turn dreamlike as wisps of aura surged in every direction.
This ripple was exceedingly powerful and affected an enormous area. Even Hei Xiaojie's family from before sensed it, their expressions changing as they rushed toward this place.
The major factions nearby also turned grave as they sensed that immense ripple and hurried over, guessing that something major was about to happen here.
Clang!
The silver gate in the sky slowly opened, and a massive, icy aura poured forth, making everyone's hairs stand on end. Silver light spilled from within the gate, but no one could tell what