Gu Yuan took everything in, but he didn't say much, only looked up at the stone gate before him.
The stone gate was heavy, towering several dozen feet high, engraved with mysterious and ancient patterns, on which were gray array patterns. These seemed to invoke the spirit meridian of the island, glimmering with a faint gray light.
However, at this moment, a crack appeared at the node of the array pattern on the stone gate, as if something sharp forcibly cut through the array pattern, breaking the grand array.
Although the grand array still had a slight glimmer of spiritual light, its power had greatly diminished.
"This is my father's doing; he must have entered the stone gate."
Cen Qingqing looked up at the broken array pattern with a hint of delight in her voice.
As she spoke, her mana gently rose, transforming into a light and nimble large hand, pushing at the node of the broken array pattern towards the stone gate.
"Boom!"
