Upon the summit of the Ancient God Mountain, under the eyes of countless beings, Long Yi finally broke through and forced open the eighth Dragon Gate!
Clang!
A heaven-piercing sound reverberated, like the strike of a giant celestial bell, sweeping away the heavy oppression in the skies.
He had truly reached the Eighth Heaven Gate of the Dragon Gate! Across the whole Ancient Dragon Realm, for countless eras none outside the pure-blooded True Dragon lineage had managed to set foot here!
“Inconceivable, utterly inconceivable. After so many ages, another being has reached the Eighth Heaven Gate!”
“This trial isn’t against some other dragon-blooded being…it is against oneself! Nine foes identical to oneself!”
“I’ve heard rumors... the eighth gate manifests illusions of the challenger drawn from the power and techniques of the first seven stages, giving birth to nine replicas indistinguishable from the original.”
“How could one possibly win? How can anyone defeat nine identical copies of themselves?”
In a sense, this was an impossible trial.
Who could triumph against nine enemies with the exact same strength and methods as oneself?
Yet the Dragon Gate trial was fixed, able to mimic only what the challenger had displayed previously.