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Standing before the ancient castle, Ye Tianling gathered his Bloodline Power and pushed, but the door didn't budge.
The castle gate remained completely still.
However, several bloodline totems began to shift and change on the castle's surface.
Emperor Patterns gathered and dispersed, transforming into the totemic forms of twelve incomparably ancient Divine Beasts, which swirled in a continuous cycle.
The ancient gate vibrated, but it did not open.
In the sky, layers of clouds suddenly pressed down, as if an apocalyptic crisis was about to descend.
"These are Emperor Patterns evolving into War Beast Totems. We don't understand their meaning. Tianling, let's retreat. We can return when we're stronger."
Que De's expression became incredibly grave. He saw the potential danger at a glance and immediately tried to dissuade him.
Ye Tianling, however, said nothing.
His eyes were glued to the transformations of the twelve Ancient Divine Beasts, his heart filled with shock.
