In front of Lin Kuang was a gigantic door.
Yes, this door could truly be called gigantic, standing at an astounding height of eight hundred meters, and a width of about three to four hundred meters. Could a door like this not be considered a giant door?!
The giant door was covered in rust, appearing corroded beyond recognition, as if it might crumble apart at any moment.
Lin Kuang's gaze was filled with shock and confusion, unsure of what this giant door before him was and why the Black Dragon Sword had come to this place.
Thinking this, Lin Kuang's gaze fell upon the Black Dragon Sword. Since it had come, surely it would have a solution.
At that moment, the Black Dragon Sword flew up, circling the giant door repeatedly, as if searching for something.
Lin Kuang remained silent, merely watching quietly.
After about ten minutes, the Black Dragon Sword returned to Lin Kuang's side.
