Even if the three men of Beimeng worked together, they could not move the gate even half an inch.

 “It’s the power of rules,” Baimon said with an embarrassed expression.

 Only rules can keep so many of them helpless.

　　It is said that the realm of ghosts and gods is so strange that when it gets dark, strong winds blow, and no one is alive or dead, and no one is seen outside.

 The secret has been there for millions of years, and no one has been able to reveal it.

“What? Don’t you dare to open the door?” Xu Zimo shouted loudly.

 “I also want to see the great horrors that have occurred in this realm of ghosts and gods for countless years.”

 Xu Zimo's voice fell for a long time, and a voice came from the door.

“The Demon Lord and I are not the same people, so why should we meet each other?”

“I’m not meeting you, I’m just meeting an old friend,” Xu Zimo replied.
Chapter completed!