Gongsun Yan and Ji Fu lay side by side. They weren't going anywhere; they were physically silenced and their emotions were extremely stable.
Lu Bei stepped onto the Wusheng Gate, studying this formidable magical treasure.
The two iron gates were woven from human bones, coated with a layer of dark ink, and painted with a procession of a hundred demons, ghosts, and monsters. Black mist formed the sky and fresh blood the ground, with sinful evil spirits running rampant throughout. The vivid colors possessed a striking visual impact.
Chapter 707