The Heavenly Gate lay far away, deep as a shadowy abyss.
To breach a corner of the formation and smuggle someone across required merit towering to the heavens.
Even with the inherited Void-Shifting Submergence Scripture, capable of stealing the sky and changing the sun, overturning Qian Kun, tearing open the heavenly curtain, and smuggling living beings into the Spirit Realm, it still carried many restrictions.
The Void-Shifting Formation involved a grand formation that opened only once every ten years and could send only one person.
As for transporting multiple people, not only could Li Sanniu not accomplish it—even at the height of his ancestors' prosperity, it would have been difficult.
"One person? What about the demon servants and spirit-bound beings?" Xiao Chen's expression darkened.
One person every ten years—didn't that mean Lao Six, Qiongqi, and Hong Ye would all be unable to enter the Spirit Realm?
He would have to venture into the Nether Ruins alone.
"None of them can enter!" Li Sanniu shook his head.
The laws of heaven were so cold and ruthless. How could they leave even such tiny loopholes for people to exploit?
"Lord Yellow, Hong Ye, do you have any way to enter the Spirit Realm on your own?" Xiao Chen asked.
Gao Xuan of the Nether Realm was vast, with powers entrenched everywhere and tangled together in endless complexity. Without Qiongqi and Hong Chidao to protect his path, if he encountered a few shameless old-timers who bullied the young with their age, he would be finished.
He feared no conflict among peers.
What he feared was someone throwing their weight around and oppressing others.
No matter how strong he was, without any backing, he would still suffer miserably.
"My physical body is sealed, and my injuries are severe. I have no strength to enter