Under the assault from within and without, the Gate of Dead Silence gave off a hum that bordered on a mournful cry.
Yao Dan had led the Yao Clan's experts in bombarding the formation from outside for three full days and nights. Golden sound waves had never ceased pouring from that ancient medicinal cauldron. Every expert of Dou Sheng rank or above in the Yao Clan continuously fed Dou Qi into it. Many elders exhausted their Dou Qi and collapsed unconscious, while several even offered their blood essence to the cauldron, all to gouge a single crack in the barrier of the Gate of Dead Silence.
The moment that crack appeared, the surviving allied forces inside seized their chance as well.
Gu Dao and Fire Spirit sensed that wisp of vitality almost simultaneously. It was something that had never existed within the Gate of Dead Silence-a breath of life from the outside world, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees.
"Now!" Gu Dao roared hoarsely. All the lingering power of the Ancient Emperor Burning Heaven Seal within him erupted, and a golden pillar of light shot skyward from his chest.
Fire Spirit also burned his life-bound flame. Crimson-gold radiance intertwined with Gu Dao's golden light, locking onto that crack and desperately tearing it outward.
Under the assault from both sides, a fissure dozens of feet long appeared first in the enormous black gate to the east. Then the cracks spread like a spiderweb, covering the entire gate in an instant.
"No!" For the first time, terror appeared on Hun Yuantian's gaunt face. He frantically changed his hand seals, trying to repair the eastern gate, only to feel a terrifying incinerating power from the Yao Clan surge through the cracks. It followed the formation's channels and burned straight into his