As the Death Gate fully opened, the other astral gates shuddered violently, their star diagrams igniting one after another.0

If the original astral energy had been like a flowing river, then the opening of the seventh gate turned it into raging lava.2

As a result, seven astral currents converged on Long Chen’s body, and unprecedented power built up within him—so much so that it felt as though his body would burst.0

Then, Long Chen raised his palm, and a blazing cross filled the sky.1

This palm was unavoidable. It struck the heavens, it struck hell. Its berserk power seemed as if it would destroy...1