After Wang Ling closed the Gate Between Worlds, the scene became quiet once more.
According to the records of the previous Gate Between Worlds, when the Gate Between Worlds was fully opened, a storm of demonic aura would surge out, and the entire city would be corroded by the demonic aura, causing all kinds of abnormal natural disasters.
But he couldn't see this kind of big scene at all now …
Apart from the chaotic light fluctuations caused by the gate's descent, Wang Ming couldn't see any other abnormal phenomena. Wang Ling had closed the door too quickly. The Gate Between Worlds had just opened a crack when it was slammed shut with a "dong" sound … Wang Ming could even see the cracks on the door frame like a spider web, which was enough to prove how much force Wang Ling had used to close the door.
Wang Ming's mouth was completely agape as he stared dumbstruck at this scene.
With one hand, he had closed the door …
This was enough to prove that the explosive force of Wang Ling's single arm was at least one billion jin …
This kind of strength once again refreshed Wang Ming's understanding of the upper limit of Wang Ling's strength.
He had thought that Wang Ling wouldn't be able to exert this kind of strength at all with the Dao talisman seal on him. God knew that this Dao talisman seal really only helped Wang Ling better control his strength and conceal his aura.
At this thought, Wang Ming couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.
He really couldn't imagine how terrifying Wang Ling would be if he removed this Dao talisman seal.
"So … the Gate Between Worlds closed just like that?"
With Super Chen on his back, Wang Ming blinked at the huge door in front of him in a daze.
The speed at which it closed was too fast …
Wang Ming even felt that even if the radar hadn't been blocked on this side, the broadcast from the conference room outside might not have been able to cut in at all.
Furthermore, Wang Ming could already imagine the demon king's expression inside the Gate Between Worlds, as if it had just eaten shit.
Such a thick arm was as long as two or three adults, and blue veins bulged on it as if they were coiled around a horned dragon. Judging from the size of the arm alone, Wang Ming felt that the demon king behind the door was at least twenty meters tall.
Six years ago, after the demon army had experienced a collective withdrawal …
It was very obvious that this demon king had mustered up its courage to stretch out its hand.
Its heart had been filled with the joy of reviving the demon race in the future, the excitement of realizing the great dream of restoring the glory of the demon race, and the anticipation of the demon race descending upon all human cultivators …
However, just as he stretched out his hand …
It was f * cking broken.
…
…
A few seconds before the Gate Between Worlds descended, Loopy Toad had actually already arrived nearby.
Then, it saw that familiar chaotic light surging out from the Gate Between Worlds …
But Loopy Toad wasn't the least bit afraid, because it had also come out of that door six years ago.
However, the ending was somewhat tragic.
Not long after it came out, ten-year-old Wang Ling punched it in the stomach, scaring the demon army behind it into directly retreating.
When it saw the Gate Between Worlds descend again this time, Loopy Toad's first feeling was that it was familiar, and at the same time, a little strange.
This was a small world that General Yi had specially created for the students in this survival contest. Logically speaking, something as dangerous as the Gate Between Worlds would never appear here.
So when Loopy Toad saw the Gate Between Worlds, it instantly guessed that someone had summoned it here!
However, who would have the guts and the ability to activate the Gate Between Worlds and communicate with the demons inside?
Loopy Toad couldn't think of a reasonable answer at all.
It was at that moment that Loopy Toad saw the Gate Between Worlds open in the distance, and a thick purple demon claw stretched out from inside.
Loopy Toad's eyes widened. "This is … the troll clan?"
It recognized the origin of this demon claw at almost one glance. Every demon had a demon talisman on them, which corresponded to their clan and identity. Loopy Toad was one hundred percent sure that this was a troll demon claw. Furthermore, judging from the size of the arm alone, Loopy Toad was certain that this was a chief demon king of the troll clan!
The Sky-Swallowing Toad clan was ranked twenty-eighth on the top one hundred list of the demon race, and ranked above average. But the troll clan was the genuine top dog of the demon race, and was ranked in the top ten! An elder of the troll clan was already as strong as Loopy Toad at its peak, let alone a chief demon king?
What should it do, should it attack?
One inch …
Another inch …
Loopy Toad saw the purple demon claw stretch out from the crack in the door bit by bit, and in the end, a whole arm directly stretched out and pressed against the door.
"It's coming out!"
The moment it saw that arm, Loopy Toad's nerves straightaway tightened.
Back then, Wang Ling had only used one punch to destroy it.
But when all was said and done, this was a demon ranked in the top ten, and was also the chief of the troll clan. Given that Wang Ling had a talisman seal on him, Loopy Toad felt that it was really hard to say what the outcome would be.
Loopy Toad felt that it could actually negotiate with the troll clan, but it also felt that this chief demon wouldn't listen to it at all.
At that moment, Loopy Toad was very anxious.
But it was at that moment that …
It saw Wang Ling walk toward the Gate Between Worlds step by step.
With a push of his hand, the door slammed shut with a "bam."
Loopy Toad: "…"
And then, there was no "and then" …
Loopy Toad saw that giant troll arm snap just like that, and it fell from the air before crashing to the ground with a crash.
This scene was a little familiar.
Loopy Toad never expected that after six years, the demon race's invasion would actually fail once again.
Furthermore, the situation this time was even more tragic. At the very least, a few demons had managed to sneak in during the previous invasion.
This time, they didn't even get to take a step inside before Wang Ling mercilessly blocked them outside.
…
…
A hundred years later, at the top of a cliff inside the Gate Between Worlds.
This was the troll clan's ancestral land. A one-armed old troll was sitting on the cliff with his grandson in his arms, enjoying the breeze. His temples were gray, and his long white hair hung down in a pile at his side.
The old troll was already old. He had retired from his high position behind the scenes to begin his life of retirement, and now had a house full of children and grandchildren. The grandson in his arms was already two hundred years old, but he was only a little over four meters tall. For the long-lived troll clan, he was still just a tiny dot.
As the breeze blew over the cliff, the one-armed old troll's grandson woke up from his deep sleep. He rubbed his eyes and stared at his grandfather. "Grandpa, grandpa, how on earth did you lose your arm?"
The one-armed old troll: "Why do you ask this question every day …"
His grandson asked the same question every day as soon as he woke up; he was about to go crazy!
The little troll: "Because I'm really curious! But grandpa always refuses to tell me! "
The old troll looked at his grandson and said faintly, "You really … want to know?"
The little troll nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice. "I'm guessing that when grandpa was fighting a bloody battle on the front lines with the demon race, he was cut off by the enemy, right? I want to hear grandpa's story! "
The old troll shook his head. "No …"
The little troll: "Could it have been cut off by a love rival while protecting grandma?"
The old troll was silent for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth. "You might not believe it, but grandpa's arm was cut off by a door."
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