The grand "door" filled with white mist seemed even more magnificent and towering.
Qi Ze, the Ancestor Master of Hong Dao, couldn't help but step back.
He had only used sixty percent of his mana, how could it have caused the door to reveal a gap?
Something was not right, it shouldn't be this easy!
Under normal circumstances, he would have to exhaust all his efforts to possibly open this door.
Immediately, Qi Ze's pupils contracted, the door before him transformed on its own, cloud patterns emerged, stars densely covered it, becoming more solemn and mysterious.
"How could this be?" Qi Ze stepped back several times in a row, feeling immense pressure.
He didn't believe a young person could have such a "door", with so many imprints like Strange Insect, Taiyin, and Fire Wheel, all very lifelike.
This was definitely not a good omen!
According to legends, only the doors of ancient strongest would have these kinds of adornments.
