Another World: The Failed Magician

Everyone was stunned.

A massive black gate hung in mid-air.

An invisible pressure enveloped everyone present.

Everyone stood still.

No one knew what the purpose of this strange door was, and they all wanted to wait for someone else to make the first move.

"Go around it! Ignore this gate."

After the Grand Elder finished speaking.

Under pressure, the mixed-race martial artists and one martial king in front of them had no choice but to step forward under the watchful eyes of the Grand Elder.

They had no choice but to rush towards Lu Xuan, who was in mid-air.

As they passed through the black gate on either side, everyone else watched them nervously.

But after they all crossed the black gate...

The gate did not respond at all.

This relieved everyone present.

Before they could even get close to Lu Xuan...

There was a squeak.

The door slowly opened.

"What are you standing there for? Let's do it!"

The group realized what was happening and quickly surrounded Lu Xuan.

Once the person casting the spell is dealt with, no matter how powerful the magic is, it will be useless.

The eldest elder, Longxi, kept his eyes fixed on the old man beside Lu Xuan from beginning to end.

From the beginning until now, he has always believed that Lu Xuan was just drawing attention away from the enemy.

Although the black door was eerie, he did not sense any life-threatening aura emanating from it.

On the contrary, it was this old guy Lu Ping who made him very concerned.

But from beginning to end, Lu Ping simply floated quietly in the air.

Even when Lu Xuan was surrounded by several people, he showed no intention of helping.

Just as the group was about to make their move.

A piercing scream, accompanied by a sudden gust of wind, interrupted the group's prepared attack.

Fortunately, the ear-piercing scream didn't last long.

The moment the sound stopped, the group prepared to reorganize their attack.

But when they came to their senses, they realized that they had somehow returned to the black gate.

The others were also very puzzled.

In their eyes, those people seemed to have teleported. They were just next to Lu Xuan a moment ago, but after the screams and the gust of wind, they had already appeared in front of the black gate.

The guardians on the high platform had their brows furrowed.

They did notice something amiss.

They had just noticed that several faint, shadowy figures darted out from the black gate and quickly surrounded the group.

"Ghost!"

Just as the guardians were pondering what those illusory figures were, one of the older guardians suddenly spoke up.

"impossible!"

The others also looked at the protector with suspicion.

In their minds, even low-level magicians could deal with vengeful spirits, so how could such a thing possibly take someone away instantly right under their noses?

The protector naturally knew what they were thinking.

He shook his head.

“They are not the vengeful spirits we usually imagine; those are vengeful spirits that are thousands of years old.”

"This……"

They were reluctant to believe it was true.

But looking at the serious expression on the guardian's face and the silent elder standing in front, it was clear that the situation was different.

But their reason told them that it was all true.

What exactly is that gate?

The black door, which had been tightly shut, had opened a crack.

As the group stood in front of the door, they felt a biting cold wind rushing towards them.

These martial arts masters and the Martial King felt the cold for the first time in a long time.

The cold wind seemed to penetrate their bodies and freeze their souls as well.

That wasn't the worst of it; the group could clearly sense that the black gate was still slowly opening.

Although it was very slow, the group was certain that the gap was gradually widening.

A fear of the unknown overcame the Grand Elder's command.

They turned around and tried to run away.

But just as they were about to make a move, they found their limbs stiff and unable to move.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"

To others, they appeared frozen in place, standing motionless before the black gate.

Another mixed-race Martial King at the front of the group gritted his teeth. The Martial King who remained motionless in the air was his friend.

He looked around.

Although there were over a thousand martial arts masters among them, not a single one of them showed any intention of making a move. Everyone stood still, like spectators, witnessing what was about to happen.

The guardians on the high platform remained completely still.

These people have already tacitly accepted that they are being used as bait.

They also wanted to know what the purpose of this black door was.

There is no other way but to do it myself.

He let out a roar with all his might, and the dragon blood within his body began to boil.

Amidst the roar, one could faintly hear the sound of a dragon's cry.

The guardians couldn't help but look at the man.

For a mixed-race person to achieve this level is truly impressive.

Accompanied by a roar.

The man shot straight into the air.

The piercing screams rang out again.

Several vengeful spirits of different appearances emerged from the bodies of the group in mid-air.

"Yunxi!"

"clear."

As the Grand Elder finished speaking.

A guardian from the high platform leaped into the air.

The hood slowly fell down.

A sweet-looking girl appeared before everyone's eyes.

She held a silver-white magic orb in her hands.

The obscure and difficult-to-understand dragon language was rapidly recited from her mouth.

Then the silver-white orb emitted a dazzling light.

Upon sensing the dazzling light, the vengeful spirit immediately tried to retreat back into the bodies of those people.

Several silver chains appeared out of thin air, locking the vengeful spirit in place.

A guardian appeared behind the girl.

Then a dazzling light shone on them.

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the air.

The vengeful spirit struggled desperately in mid-air.

No matter how much they struggled, the silver chains remained firmly binding them.

Finally, under the light, the vengeful spirit turned into wisps of gray smoke and dissipated into the air.

The people in front of the black gate suddenly felt their bodies return to normal the instant the vengeful spirits disappeared.

They hurriedly fled through the black gate.

The group returned to their underground ranks as if they had survived a disaster, breathing heavily, cold sweat streaming down their faces.

"Even a vengeful spirit that has been around for thousands of years is nothing more than this."

As one of the Dharma protectors spoke, he looked at the older Dharma protector.

The old man stared intently at the sky, completely ignoring what the other person was saying.

"wrong!"

The gray smoke swirled in the air a few times before disappearing like a typical vengeful spirit would after being destroyed. Instead, it quickly returned to the gate.

The First Elder's expression also began to turn visibly grim.

He had to admit that he had misjudged the situation.

But the speed at which the door opened wide actually began to gradually increase.