As the ancient and heavy Dark Gate slowly opened, a distant and aged aura rushed forth.
It felt as if the shackles of space-time were being transcended, drawing Lin Dong, Dracula, Ye Linglong, along with the Heavenly Realm warriors from the Ancient European Country, and the bounty hunters of Heavenly Realm strength into an unknown world.
The Ancient General Tomb, a place steeped in legends that seal endless secrets and power, finally welcomed visitors again after a thousand years of silence.
Lin Dong tightly gripped the Yangxin Sword in his hand, his gaze intense; even he felt a hint of unease, suggesting that what lay ahead wouldn't be simple.
Dracula, the vampire noble from a foreign land, concealed his figure with his signature black cloak, his eyes flickering with greed for ancient power.
The others, including the Heavenly Realm Second Layer bounty hunter, harbored their own thoughts but were drawn together by a common goal.
