The abrupt transformations of the constellations above were unexpected to both parties. Within an instant, Su Mei and Zuhei had somehow defied common sense, grasping this opportunity meant for eight, and seizing the profound mysteries within their respective doors. The third door, engulfed by a shadowy aura, almost made Wei Wuyin laugh out loud.
The mental fluctuations of the one named Horus, the Guardian of the Lands of Manu, Protector of the Duat, and self-proclaimed Divinity of the Endless Sky were rampant with disbelief and uncertainty as waves upon waves of soul-crushing pressure descended unintentionally upon the vast sandy desert.
