Absolute Martial God

The weathered face of the old man in the north broke into a smile, clapping heavily on Lin Feng's shoulder with his right hand.,"North Old Master," Lin Feng's eyebrows knitted together. From the tone of North Old Master, it seemed as though he was conveying final wishes, which gave him an ominous feeling.,However, Lin Feng's attention was currently on the gilded gates in between the two gigantic pillars. This five-meter-tall golden gate exuded a sense of antiquity, and it was tightly closed. No matter how hard Lin Feng pushed, he could not budge an inch of it. Moreover, around him, Lin Feng couldn't find any switches or mechanisms either.。