On the ground.
The young Evil Clan member was still drawing.
Before long, this small interdimensional teleportation array was fully sketched, emanating powerful spatial fluctuations.
"Activate it!"
"Let the brilliance of our Evil Clan completely shine upon every corner of this world."
"The Realm Source is ours!"
"This entire world is ours!"
The young Evil Clan member laughed loudly.
Having set up a soundproof barrier, he wasn't afraid of his voice being overheard.
In the next moment, he extended his hand and fiercely pierced his own forehead, extracting a large amount of purple soul blood and dotting it across different positions of the formation, causing it to ripple upward.
Before long.
The formation actually transformed into a gate, one zhang tall and eight chi wide, sufficient for several people to pass through.
"Heh heh heh!"
A sinister laughter came from beyond the gate.
In the next moment.
