"This is terrifying!"
The moment the Ancient Eight Gates Array revealed its power, everyone within Wangxian Ridge was left with only that one feeling.
What were the Eight Gates?
They were based on the Innate Trigrams: Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun!
Each gate that opened could coalesce a different type of energy.
With two gates open, its power was already unstoppable. Now, a third had opened.
BOOM—
Countless serpents of lightning surged from the gate. Ye Yuanji's long hair whipped about as his left hand controlled wind and fire, locking down on Chen Che. Shrouded by the swirling wind and flames, Chen Che's figure vanished from the sight of the Golden Core cultivators.
At the same time, his right hand flipped up and down, commanding innumerable pythons of electricity to rapidly intertwine in midair, forming a massive Thunder Dragon. The moment it was formed, it descended ferociously, streaking across the night sky with a blinding flash of lightning.
In that instant!
