"It looks like Xia Yang learned a lot from Situ An. He didn't tell me everything." Gao Ming stepped through the pulped flesh on the floor and walked over to the Blood Gate.
A single door separated two entirely different worlds.
"Don't touch it. Let me." Zhang Ding thrust his hand forward, and a torrent smashed the door open. Both men saw the corridor of shadows and blood beyond it. "This door is badly damaged and incomplete. Situ An must have brought it back from somewhere else and converted it into a 'vault' for his wealth."
"A broken door..." Living people covered the Blood Gate's original surface. All Gao Ming could see were the rookie Investigators on the door panel, and he could imagine the cruelty they had endured. "This world is developing in an increasingly bizarre direction. We might see even more absurd and uncanny things in the future."
Gao Ming could sense that the rookie Investigators were still alive. He could even hear their heartbeats. "Take this door with us when we leave. Let's see if we can save them."
After passing through the Blood Gate, Gao Ming found that the corridor beyond felt completely different from the Shadow World. If the Shadow World was a jar with a dark, rotten interior, this corridor was a blood-red coffin. Everything about it spoke of death and destruction.
"According to the information I gathered before, gates have only appeared in Hanjiang. Did Situ An bring a gate from Hanjiang to Hanhai because he wanted to modify it using this city's rules?" Wearing his mask, Gao Ming chatted casually with Zhang Ding. The Flesh-and-Blood Immortal was reacting intensely. Xia Yang was just ahead.
"Halt!" Dark gun barrels pointed at Gao Ming and Zhang Ding. The East District Investigation Bureau's security personnel