He tilted his head back.
This was a pitch-black world.
Here, everything had vanished.
There was only what lay before his eyes, this enormous gate.
Su Ping had never expected the Dragon Gate to really be a gate.
With a wave of Sacred Dragon Legend's hand, he had arrived here.
It was such an extraordinary gate.
And before it lay these golden steps.
Apart from those, all was darkness.
Su Ping could only look up at the enormous golden Dragon Gate above the dozen or so steps.
On the Dragon Gate, the reliefs on the left and right depicted two figures familiar to Su Ping.
Because he had actually seen both of them before.
In the Myriad Spirits Codex.
One was a golden, five-clawed dragon,
while the other was a giant dragon with dark golden horns and a body shimmering with multicolored light.
Representatives of the Giant Dragon Race and the Divine Dragon Race seemed to have been engraved upon this Dragon Gate.
That was enough to prove its orthodox status.
"Is this the Dragon Gate?"
Su Ping blinked and murmured to himself. He could sense how extraordinary and powerful the force concealed within this gate was.
At the same time, facing this strange thing gave him an indescribable feeling.
"That's right. According to conjecture, even Dragon City was born and formed from the Dragon Gate. The origin of the Dragon Race almost certainly lies in this gate."
Sacred Dragon Legend's voice sounded behind him.
Looking at the gate, Su Ping involuntarily wanted to step up, but fortunately held himself back. At the same time, he asked curiously:
"What's inside the Dragon Gate?"
The tightly shut gate remained firmly closed, showing no sign of opening.
Yet this time, to Su Ping's surprise, Sacred Dragon Legend thought for a moment before