Seventh Gate of the Dragon, Lu Changsheng clearly wouldn't be satisfied.
With this leap, he directly charged toward the Seventh Gate.
The Seventh Gate was conquered smoothly.
However, breaching the Eighth Gate would obviously be no easy feat.
Yet Lu Changsheng remained unfazed.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar of waves erupted.
In the next instant, Lu Changsheng seemed to be swept forward by a vast torrent of waves, hurtling straight toward the Eighth Gate.
However, no matter how mighty the waves, their power would eventually exhaust.
The Ninth Gate still seemed far out of reach.
At that moment, the surroundings subtly warped.
It was as if he had suddenly entered a vast starry expanse.
Amid the pitch-black void of the starry sky, a gigantic waterfall loomed faintly, plunging downward in a torrential rush, stretching three thousand zhang to the depths below.
When this three-thousand-zhang waterfall crashed down upon the "Dragon Fish,"
