As the seven Seven-Colored Emperor Crystals sank fully into place, brilliant light blazed from the Ancient Gate. An ancient, mysterious aura washed over him, as though the gate connected to another space and time.
Yun Che felt an irresistible force pulling him. The scene before his eyes began to twist and shift, and he seemed to pass through an endless void into an entirely new world.
This was the depths of the Mask Origin Land, a secret realm shrouded in ancient rules.
All around him, masks of every kind floated in the air, emitting faint light. Each seemed to contain different powers and stories.
Yun Che looked around, deeply shaken. He could sense that every one of these masks concealed unknown secrets and tremendous power.
Just as he was about to explore further, an ancient, majestic voice rang out in his mind. "Young man, please choose your mask. In this world, masks are the source of everything. Once your mask falls off or breaks, you will die."
Yun Che was slightly surprised. This really was a wondrous world, where one actually had to wear a mask to live.
After a brief hesitation, Yun Che took out the Gluttony Mask and asked, "I have my own mask. Will that do?"
After a brief silence, the voice sounded again, tinged with surprise. "The Seven Sins Masks are Ancestor Level masks of the Mask Origin Land. Of course they can."
"Remember, your mask must not come off or break. This is a rule of the Mask Origin Land. Even Divine Realm experts who enter cannot escape it."
Yun Che cupped his hands toward the empty air, then put on the sinister Gluttony Mask, its black and red intertwined.
Then something astonishing happened. His class, Throne, Soul Guard, Extreme Spirit Power, Rule Power, Sword