The Sin Turtle's thousand-zhang-long body moved through the water, its thick limbs paddling ceaselessly, churning up heaven-shaking waves behind it and leaving a white wake of countless bubbles and raging currents.
Before long, that enormous dark shape emerged through the water, like a ten-thousand-zhang mountain looming toward them, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment. Everyone instinctively stepped back to avoid being crushed.
It was an ancient bronze gate, mottled with a ghastly green patina. Neither its threshold nor its lintel was visible, nor even its frame. Its sheer size exceeded what ordinary humans could comprehend.
"Is this actually a gate, or an endless wall?"
Rumble...
The gate opened with a tremendous roar. Almost everyone was struck by an invisible force and toppled backward.
Screams rang out. Even the Ancient Tiger King was no exception.
Only Fang Yun remained standing where he was. That strange force swept past him like the caress of a gentle breeze.
Fang Yun gazed quietly ahead. Though the power of his Literary Star Dragon Noble title protected his hair and clothes from getting wet, they fluttered gently now.
The Bronze Giant Gate slowly opened, revealing a huge silver vortex within, which grew as the gate opened wider.
At last, the entire Sin Turtle Prison Chariot plunged into the silver vortex.
"Ah..."
The world spun around them. Many people were thrown back and forth inside their cages, crying out instinctively.
Fang Yun clung tightly to the bars. All the water protected him, keeping him from slamming into his cage as the others did.
Soon, the shaking stopped, and everyone clutched the bars weakly.
Nearby, Wei Huangan said feebly, "Being a Literary Star Dragon Noble really is nice. We're all prisoners, yet you can still wield your power."
Fang Yun did not answer. He looked ahead and