บท 2512: The Primeval Chaos

The ten Gates of Destiny were like ten blazing suns, shining for thousands of miles. Countless Precepts of Destiny were like invisible chains, imprisoning the Sevenstar Imperial Palace.

Space seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stop.

When the Fane of Destiny fought with the powerhouses of the ten dark forces, dozens of Gates of Destiny were suspended in the air. But Zhang Ruochen was thousands of miles away, so he didn't feel much and didn't know how terrifying it was.

But now, at the center of the ten Gates of Destiny, he finally understood how terrifying the suppression was. It was extremely oppressive to the spirit, cultivation, will, and state of mind.

If one didn't have great spirit and great cultivation, they couldn't break through the suppression and would be defeated instantly.