Rumble!
After a long wait.
The ancient Dao patterns, which had been flowing sluggishly, suddenly blazed with dazzling light, as though billions of stars had lit up at once. The entire stone platform shook violently, and fine cracks spread across the dark-red ground.
A vast, primeval aura, seemingly blowing in from the farthest reaches of primordial antiquity.
Swept outward like a tangible hurricane!
The spinning silver vortex at the center of the altar abruptly expanded severalfold. Unfathomably deep, it no longer held chaos, but revealed bizarre, shifting sights: distorted mountains and rivers, shattered stars, phantoms of bloodstained ancient battlefields-
The gates to the Savage Desolate Antiquity Domain had opened completely!
"The ancient domain is open! Claim your own fortunes! Everyone, please enter!"
In an instant.
The young prodigies, long unable to contain themselves, transformed into streaks of multicolored light, whether they belonged to the Demon Race or the human race, like moths rushing toward a flame.
They raced toward the irresistibly alluring altar!
"Roar!"
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King let out a long cry and became a golden streak. Possessing the divine speed of an ancient heavenly peng, he outstripped every other member of the younger generation and plunged inside first.
The Green-Clad Little Flood Dragon King, Kong Xuan'er, and the others followed close behind-
These young Demon Race prodigies, still lingering in the Dao Palace Secret Realm, desperately sought a baptism of blood through which to enter the four extremes secret realm.
"Tough Sister, remember to contact us once we're inside!" Tu Fei and Jiang Huairen, the two little bandits, shouted as they charged after the crowd.
Luo Yue remained where she stood, exceptionally composed, even a little leisurely.
She glanced toward the Sky Wolf King's camp. The young Wang Teng had also become a dark-golden streak of light