In the next instant, Shi Feng and Jian Yuan flashed to that black iron gate. Their figures halted, and he slowly raised his head. His eyes swept over the two giant iron doors, carefully sizing them up, sensing them.
"As long as you pass through this iron gate, you can head to the Divine Battle Continent. I've brought you to the road; I should go back now." Jian Yuan spoke, addressing Shi Feng.
"Mm." Shi Feng nodded slightly, answering in a low voice.
At this moment, all of his attention was gathered on the two black giant doors ahead; he didn't even spare Jian Yuan a glance.
"Farewell." Jian Yuan said.
"Farewell." Shi Feng answered again.
Then, Jian Yuan's figure flickered once, vanishing from Shi Feng's side, rushing back along the original path.
"Di!vine! Bat!tle! Con!ti!nent!" Shi Feng murmured these words softly under his breath. Right after, a peerless Formless Power burst out of him, surging madly toward those two tightly shut black iron giant doors.
