Northern Continent.
Otherworld Gate.
Since the invaders from the Otherworld were repelled thirty years ago, not a single otherworldly creature has set foot here again. But everyone knows the true meaning of this gate.
It's like a sharp sword hanging overhead, ready to drop at any moment and take the life of the Cyan Yang Realm.
"Thirty years... No, it should be thirty-one years now. Back then, we could only passively defend. Now, we can finally take the offensive!"
Zhang Ming gazed at the Otherworld Gate before him, his eyes filled with some nostalgia.
Then he looked at the people behind him and shook his head slightly: "In this battle to counterattack the Otherworld, who knows how many more will perish because of it!"
"How can there be no sacrifices in war? It is unavoidable. Even if we don't retaliate against the Immortal Extinction Realm, it will invade again someday.
As long as this Otherworld Gate remains, a battle between the Two Realms is inevitable.
