“I did go in once,” Shen Qian nodded.

"Since the record is correct, then perhaps I've found the right person."

Wu Jingcai also breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do you mean?" Shen Qian was taken aback.

As soon as Shen Qian finished speaking, the two of them turned past a collapsed building. The scene that suddenly opened up in their view made Shen Qian temporarily forget his question.

Right in front of us was a huge circular pit, about a kilometer in diameter.

The cracks exhibit a certain regularity, with deep pits layered from the inside out.

In the center of that broken land, under the bright light of several searchlights, a simple and ancient gate tower, hundreds of meters high, stands.

With a base of white jade and a top of glass, and faint gold floating around the edges, its magnificent presence is still undeniable despite the numerous cracks and broken pieces.

Below the gatepost, at the edge where it meets the soil, lies a void, within which one can vaguely see flowing white clouds.

It's as if this portal wasn't originally located here, but rather belonged to the highest point in the sky, thousands of miles away.

At the very center of the portal was a constantly rotating, pitch-black nebula, or rather, a pitch-black vortex ready to devour anyone at any moment—this was the fully open "door."

At the very top center of the gatepost, there is a plaque with only a unique ancient seal script character, which is elegant yet dignified.

That character is pronounced "nan".

Wu Jingcai, perhaps guessing what Shen Qian was thinking, spoke up directly.

"South?" Shen Qian subconsciously replied, "South Heavenly Gate?"

"If the dimension it leads to is indeed the legendary Heavenly Court, then it is the Southern Heavenly Gate."

Wu Jingcai nodded.

He fell silent for a moment before sinking in. Having been inside before, he naturally knew what it was like.

In other words, the "gate" in front of us, which has revealed its complete form after the seal was broken, is very likely the real Southern Heavenly Gate!

It leads to the oldest legends that have been passed down in China for thousands of years.

Why wasn't it sealed away again?

Even from hundreds of meters away, he could vaguely feel the suction of the vortex pulling him forward, and couldn't help but ask.

"Because it can't be sealed off anymore."

As Wu Jingcai spoke, he raised his hand, and a torrent of spiritual energy blasted towards the Heavenly Gate.

However, just ten meters away from the torrent, the wind howled, and countless black mists seemed to appear out of thin air, gathering into a giant hand that shattered the torrent.

Shen Qian's pupils contracted as he recognized the black mist as the strange energy that had been swirling in the sky a few days ago.

"These mysterious energies, seemingly split off from the starry sky, firmly protect this 'door,' and coupled with the spacetime turbulence surrounding the 'door,' even the king is helpless."

Wu Jingcai sighed.

"The reason why Director Wu sent me here is..."

"The deployment of the Lu Shu Camp to guard this place is merely a side effect. To unravel the mystery of this 'door,' we'll probably need Major Shen to make the trip himself."

Wu Jingcai finally turned around and said seriously.