The realm within the Myriad Dao Gate was boundless and vast, like an entire world unto itself.
It held countless lost opportunities, the flesh and blood of undying beings, and fragments of ancient formations.
Yet darkness intertwined there, its laws shattered, harboring deadly dangers.
Opportunity and peril coexisted!
Ye Tian followed the increasingly clear guidance of the Primordial Heavenly Dao Fragment within him.
With Huang Ruoxi, Su Qinglian, Xiao Yan, and Luo Ningshuang in tow, he crossed the Vast Ancient Plains and traversed fractured canyons.
They arrived before a towering, majestic mountain range.
These mountains were utterly different from everywhere else. Their substance was not ordinary earth or stone.
Instead, they bore a somber bronze hue, as though cast from some ancient divine gold, enduring countless ages of wind and rain without decaying.
Clouds and mist wreathed the mountains, but there was no immortal aura. Instead, a heavy, savage, heart-chilling ancient killing intent pervaded the air.
Faintly, they seemed to hear the roars of fierce beasts coming from deep within the mountains, spanning endless time and space.
Low and ferocious, those sounds shook the soul.
And the source Ye Tian sensed lay atop the tallest, most perilous peak among these mountains!
They unleashed their divine abilities and soared upward, breaking through layer after layer of baleful clouds and mist until they finally reached the summit.
The sight before them startled them slightly.
Rather than tapering to a point, the summit was unusually flat and spacious, as though a supreme existence had sheared it off with a single sword stroke.
Set into the smooth cliff face was an enormous, gaping gateway!
The gateway stood a thousand zhang tall, neither stone nor metal, its substance the same ancient bronze color as the mountains.
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