A space essence beyond anything before, purer, grander, as if from the dawn of the universe... is slowly seeping out from the folds!
Light is twisting, the laws are humming, a "portal" seemingly leading to an unknown mystery is slowly forming! Behind this terrifying trap lies the true entrance to the Ancient God Relic!
The spatial folds above the altar surge like water waves, eventually stabilizing into a deep, boundless vortex as if leading into the starry sky.
That pure and vast space essence surges like a tide, filled with an ancient, desolate, and even a hint of melancholy sentiment. The portal stabilized, no longer just an entrance but more like an anchor point of a spatial coordinate.
"The true gate... is open." Le Miao's voice carried the breath of a survivor and uncontrollable excitement. She looked at Si Lingle, her eyes full of reverence and trust.
