Qin Yi slowly stepped forward and examined the scarlet vortex.
The vortex was actually insubstantial, not physical. It was like an illusion; his hand passed straight through it, without even the slightest sensation of energy.
It was easy to imagine it as one of those games he had played before—World of Warcraft's Dark Portal and the like. There would be a frame outside, with a green membrane of light in the middle: a teleportation gate. But if that kind of gate had its "frame" shattered, the light screen in the middle would vanish with it. How could it possibly remain?
This Door of Myriad Mysteries was clearly not a teleportation gate, but the root gate of this world's Great Dao. Even after the frame had shattered, a remnant image remained. At present, there seemed to be no detectable energy response, but there had to be some kind of energy left behind. Otherwise, how had he crossed over here?
Was it simply too high-end, resulting in insufficient resonance?
Qin Yi thought for a moment and took out two Stone Stools.
One went on the left, one on the right, forming something conceptually similar to a door. Back when he played football, tossing two schoolbags to either side counted as a goal. Same idea.
Sure enough, the Door of Myriad Mysteries had always been a conceptual manifestation. Once a concept truly took shape, its response immediately became different.
Good thing he had two Stone Stools.
Qin Yi immediately noticed that the Great Dao laws and various origins that the Stone Stools had previously only faintly emitted—things that once required people to comprehend and grasp—had now become much clearer. It was practically as if all kinds of laws had been written on them for him to copy down.
Only, there were missing words.