After nearly four years, Ye Chen finally returned to the Heavenly Gate, receiving a jubilant welcome from all.
Aboard the thousand-zhang Divine Ship, Ye Chen stood with his hands clasped behind his back, majestic and peerless, steering the Divine Ship into the domain of the Heavenly Gate.
"Is this the Heavenly Gate?"
Only a few familiar and close friends like the Thirteenth Prince dared to approach Ye Chen, ascending to the bow of the ship. They looked down from a lofty position at the vast expanse of the Heavenly Gate and the unscalable Dufeng, casting astonished looks as all the Heavenly Pride aboard revealed amazed expressions.
The Heavenly Gate was too extraordinary, and the spiritual energy was abundant. Dufeng was no less magnificent and towering than the Heavenly Divine Mountain, and powerful auras emerged one after another. This land was truly a place where dragons hid and tigers lay low.
