"I'm screwed!" Gesai sensed the massive Energy contained in that little golden sword. That surge alone was enough to instantly wipe out his divine sense and brain. He didn't even know where this attack came from, who set it up, or how it was triggered.
And right when it was an inch away from the center of his brows, that little golden sword suddenly halted, just like the stone stele said: for the first person who tried to force their way in, the city's owner would give a single warning.
The little golden sword moved away from his brow, then very humanely pointed toward the stone stele, as if hinting that he should take a good look at what was written on it.
Gesai had just been holding his breath almost the whole time, and only now finally let out a long exhale. In that instant just now, he'd basically taken a round trip to the Ghost Gate!
