One vampire ancestor's life could be used to open the gate once. It was much more extravagant and time-consuming than to ask a living vampire ancestor to lead the way.
Lin Yun inserted the key of nightmares into the keyhole on the gate, and gently turned the key. The gate then glowed.
He asked Agalon and the others to pass through the gate and leave first. He then transformed into the skeleton king again, and smacked the skull on the surface of the scythe of death.
"Spit out the fat kid's tail."
The skull opened its mouth and roared, unwilling to give away the fat kid's tail.
"If you don't spit it out, you're going to have to stay here forever. You won't get a single soul."
The skull opened and closed its mouth quickly, letting out short and hasty shrieks. Lin Yun, on the other hand, mercilessly smashed it again.
"There's no time to waste. You have three seconds. Either you spit it out, or you stay here forever."
