Hum...
As Ye Han circulated the power of ancient dragon and his ancient dragon blood, the aura flames they formed swirled through the air, and the enormous Bronze Giant Gate of the Dragon-Prison Divine Hall began to tremble slightly...
But it had little effect.
Click...
The runes on the enormous bronze Metal Gate of the Dragon-Prison Divine Hall trembled slightly, as though they had encountered some restrictive runes, then jammed in place.
"Is the power of the aura still not enough?"
Sensing this, Ye Han's eyes shifted slightly, a trace of gravity appearing in them. He immediately understood that, just as he had judged, this meager ancient dragon aura and the aura of his ancient dragon blood were nowhere near enough to open the restriction...
But he had a way.
Go!
As Ye Han continued forming hand seals and chanting, a vortex of purple spirit light swirled into existence before him, and the Heaven-Devouring Cauldron's Spatial Gate opened...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Amid a series of humming vibrations, wisps of ink-black true dragon blood emerged from the spatial ripples...
The instant they appeared, they poured into the phantom formed from the power of the true dragon, creating a storm of ripples that spread continuously within it...
Click, click, click, click...
As the true dragon blood appeared and poured steadily into the true dragon phantom, the enormous bronze Metal Gate of the Dragon-Prison Divine Hall below began shaking incessantly, its mechanisms clattering.
With a point of Ye Han's finger, the true dragon phantom, now ink-black, charged straight down toward the enormous Metal Gate.
Thud!
As the ink-black true dragon phantom slammed heavily into the Metal Gate, a surging ring of true dragon aura erupted and poured continuously into it...
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum...
The entire bronze Metal Gate of the Dragon-Prison