Dongfang Zhuangzhuang was completely stunned as he looked at the almost unrecognizable Gate of the Infinite before him.
"Sir, you're really amazing. I've never seen such a neat Gate of the Infinite."
Xia Feng raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Even the people in your Dongfang Clan can't create such a Gate of the Infinite?"
Dongfang Zhuangzhuang scratched his head, and after a while, he said, "I don't know, I haven't seen them walk through the Gate of the Infinite either."
"I've only seen my own Gate of the Infinite, and it's definitely not as good as the one you made."
Xia Feng recalled his appearance when he first descended to the Lower Realm. The first few Gates he saw were at least complete, and even if they lacked elegance, they looked proper and orderly.
Not like him, who seemed like he could get his whole head stuck in a space tunnel like a decapitated body.
Suddenly, being praised about the Gate of the Infinite didn't feel as delightful anymore.
