"I remember when Lan Yue opened this small world earlier, an ancient character from the Demon Race was written in the sky. Although I don't recognize it, I remember it looked exactly like the Bronze Ancient Character in your hand, Nezha."
After hearing what Deng Chanyu said, Nezha took out that bronze-cast character again. The character, ancient and weighty, shone so brightly under the golden light above the clouds that it was hard to keep one's eyes open.
He tried to channel some Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi into it and leaned it against that golden gate, only to see the slit that had been opened in the sky move up and down following the ancient character.
The three exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and with a swipe of Nezha's small hand, the golden gate was completely closed.
Then, the three of them walked towards the lake.
Deng Chanyu ran ahead, Nezha was in the middle, and Wu Xiang Monk followed at a leisurely pace from the rear.
