"Did... did it just open?"
Seeing a crack form in the giant door, Emperor Aotian almost drooled.
He was so shocked that he couldn't control his mouth.
Yang Zhen was actually just as confused. He vaguely felt that the will of this place seemed to be controlled by someone, but as for how it was controlled, it remained elusive.
The door was just something Yang Zhen had tried out on a whim. Phrases like "Open sesame" were just nonsense he blurted out, not some secret code or spell. It was the power of intention.
Seeing that this method actually worked, Yang Zhen immediately grinned and winked at Emperor Aotian. He walked up to the door seriously and said, "Sesame..."
"Wait, wait!"
Emperor Aotian hurried over, grabbed Yang Zhen, and like a child wanting to play with someone else's toy, said to him, "Kid, hold off for a second. Let the old man try, I've lived a bold life and have never seen something this magical."
