"This is it."
Lu Qi guided his sword, bringing Zheng Zetian to a 'private room' meant for sealing demons and landed in front of it.
Zheng Zetian could see through the 'window' of the demon-sealing spot, a swirling white hole like a galaxy. Outside opposite that 'window', lightning flashed continuously with magnificent, spectacular bolts, roaring like white dragons, shooting out from the otherworldly void.
At the entrance of the 'private room' was a twelve-layered sealing gate bathed in treasure light, radiating golden brilliance.
