"Dang!" A sound like the tolling of a distant bell from beyond the heavens momentarily paused the chaotic battle, as if the morning bell echoed in the deepest corners of everyone's hearts, compelling them to stop.
At this moment, everyone witnessed the change in the Door of Creation. It ceased closing, leaving only a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through. From the depths of the gap, golden light spread out, emanating the aura of the Dao of Heaven and Earth that transcended all comprehension. At the edge of the spreading golden light, there was a golden line. Crossing this line meant stepping into the Door of Creation in one stride.
In just a moment, everyone reacted. No one wished to continue slaughtering others here, even at the risk of being killed. They would rush forward to try their luck. If not the first, then the second, or even the two-hundredth—it was still better than being among those left behind.
