"Boom, boom, boom..."
Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dark space.
Everyone turned to look. They saw Wang Hao slap his hands on the ground, blood swiftly forming a mysterious pattern as fierce lightning continued to dance upon it.
At the same time, a crimson gate slowly emerged from the earth.
In that moment, the whole world went silent.
Everyone was either transfixed by Wang Hao or staring blankly at Hell's Gate.
Moments later, thunderous exclamations reverberated through heaven and earth.
"Holy shit, holy shit, this kid actually mastered the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Arts' of the four gates!"
"Is this kid really only eighteen or nineteen years old? I'd die before I believe that."
"He's said to be nineteen, that should be right!"
"Right my ass, show me you mastering the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Arts' at nineteen!"
"Buzz off, grandpa, if I had that kind of talent, would I still need to soak in the Infinite Spring?!"
