At the moment that serene and indifferent voice resounded, golden lotuses exploded, dazzling visions emerged, and the sound of the Dao was grand and majestic, with the arcane Dao Scripture slowly unfolding.
Hearing that familiar yet indifferent voice, a sudden joy surged in Su Tu's heart.
His intuition was correct; to enter that final scene and receive a name from the Supreme, he indeed needed to come to Douluo Palace.
Su Tu lifted his head, looking at the translucent vortex ahead.
Initially, he thought he would again see the Golden Gate transformed from Martial Fortune.
Then, in the next instant, an unimaginably grand scene unfolded before Su Tu's eyes.
Unlike the previous two times through the Golden Gate of Martial Fortune, this time what appeared before Su Tu were two intertwining streams of black and white.
One black, one white, the two auras entwining, as if the ultimate truth and laws of the universe resided within.
