"Let's go!"
When the bronze gate suddenly burst open, Mandela's command rang in Mu Chen and the other's ears. Everyone immediately charged out, transforming into dozens of silhouettes surging towards the bronze gate.
Mandela took the lead and stepped into the gate.
Buzz.
The moment Mu Chen swept through the bronze gate, he could clearly sense the fluctuation of the surrounding space. His sight was dark for an instant, and then it suddenly cleared.
However, at that moment of clarity, a murderous aura carrying terrible and ferocious rage suddenly surged in from all directions like a fierce beast on a destructive rampage.
In that brutal and horrifying murderous aura, Mu Chen and the others' backs were instantly drenched in cold sweat.
Roar!
They looked up and saw that the world before them had changed dramatically, as if it were an endless plain, and at that moment, the space began to tear apart with huge cracks in the dusky yellow sky.
