"I don't understand something. Doesn't Tian Yuan City have a teleportation array? Why do we have to cross this boundless sea and take on unnecessary risks?"
A three-story pavilion stood atop a brown warship, and Zhang Tie and the other four stood on its deck, looking out over the endless sea.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I can tell you haven't been in Tian Yuan City for long and don't know much about its situation."
Huo Yuan stroked the sparse beard on his chin and continued, "Tian Yuan City originally did have a teleportation array leading to Sacred Island, but a war against the demons three thousand years ago damaged it."
It was never repaired even after the war ended. As for the reason, I do not know.
"Oh, such a thing happened? Could it be that our human race lacks high-level formation masters?" Zhang Tie asked in surprise.
"I actually know a little about this teleportation array."
Fairy Zhang spoke from the side. "It is said that a Mahayana-stage ancestor of the human race, one with peak strength, perished together with a Sacred Ancestor of the Demon Realm."
That caused subtle changes to the Space Law around Sacred Island, making it impossible to establish another teleportation array."
"There was such a secret? I wonder who that peak Mahayana-stage ancestor of the human race was?" Zhang Tie immediately became interested.
After all, Zhang Tie believed that someone still remembered his sacrifice from back then, but Fairy Zhang's next words left him puzzled.
"I'm not sure about that. I once heard that some clan members asked our Zhang family ancestor about it, but the ancestor said that person's identity was highly taboo and told them not to ask further," Fairy Zhang said.
"Indeed. Even in the various ancient records, that person is only