Seven Ancestral Gates

Chapter 2: Ancestral Gate Technique

A white room.

This place where walls are non-existent as the space inside expands endlessly.

The room might not have any walls or windows, but there is one exception.

In the center of the room, or what might be the center of the room, stands a towering structure. One over 10 meters in height.

Adorned with various golden symbols and red markings, stands a giant doorway.

It has two doors stuck together with a strange-looking lock.

But one might not see it as a lock, for if you look at it closely, it resembles a pattern of a palm print, the size of a human hand. As if waiting for said human to try opening it.

Normally, no one, not one soul can enter this sacred place.

Because of the solemn divinity and majestic grandeur of this doorway, one might think that even the most powerful characters would have no chance of even making it here.

Still, there is one such exception.

'Where am I?'

The round-bellied teen that was lying on the floor suddenly awoke and looked around.

Turning his head in all directions before stopping, the boy called Liu Yang started to take account the current situation, ignoring the fact that all these strange events were not normal at all. In fact, said normal people would have had no time to calm down and think.

It can be said that this trait of being calm when in dangerous situations is a precious gift to the boy currently mulling over his problems, even though he does not know it.

'If I remember correctly, after being kicked by that bastard Su Heng, I felt a sharp pain in my head and collapsed. I don't know what happened after that except that I felt the room was shaking too much before I fainted.'

Finished recalling the past events, Liu Yang took into account his surroundings.

'This is...a white room, no, a white space? Is this what they call purgatory? Did I die?'

He was slightly startled by this thought, but soon shook his head, believing it to be him jumping to conclusions. There were a number of reasons to this.

Mainly, that he did not believe in a God, much less heaven. But even if it was true, he believed he would not have a chance to even go to purgatory.

'Of course, who would let in someone as disgusting as me into heaven?'

He always believed that if the stories were true, he would have ended up in hell just because of his appearance. Cynical is his mind as he contemplates other possibilities.

'The events today are too strange. But at least I don't have to be pushed around by that arrogant prick anymore. There must be something here to tell me where I am, or at least someone to point me directions. Now what should I...'

A small smile suddenly appeared on his face as he thought that he would not have to meet Su Heng and his other apathetic classmates anymore.

As he thinks about what to do next, his eyes suddenly land on the giant structure at the presumed to be, center of the white room. Unconsciously, he gets up and starts to walk.

'Somehow, I feel lighter in this place. Is it my imagination?'

Alone with his thoughts, he notices that not only can he walk easier, he can walk faster as well. He gets overconfident and tries to run to test his speed, but...

"Urgh!?"

A sharp pain suddenly arrived, constricting all of his limbs.

Due to the sudden pressure, he reflexively stopped and fell to his knees.