In front of the Gate of Space, two figures stood side by side.
Like a black tide, the demonic creatures surged from the edge of the ice field. Their roars shook the ice layers on the ground, cracking them, and the demonic qi filled the cold wind, almost blocking out the daylight.
"With your abilities, can you completely seal this gate after entering?"
Before Ji Taiyan finished speaking, his right fist had already gathered dazzling dragon flames.
"Holy Dragon Fist!"
A golden dragon's phantom roared as it shot out, and where the dragon claw swept, the front row of demonic creatures was instantly crushed into meat paste, a rain of black and purple blood mixed with broken bones splattering on the ice.
Qin Tian traced the energy patterns on the Gate of Space with his fingertips, feeling the flowing space laws within, and nodded confidently: "I can."
"Great! I'll leave this to you."
