"Someone must have created another new Dao Treasure, Old Eleven. Otherwise, how could she have suddenly become so powerful?" another woman, whose features most closely resembled Zhao Qian's, said indifferently.
Zhao Qian looked around at the ten soul splits from the Unharmed Realm. She was completely baffled. "How did you enter my interface just like that?"
"Hehe, Little Eleven, don't be so hostile toward us. We're all soul splits, and sooner or later we'll become one. Of course, there are bound to be some little tricks while we're competing, but they're all within the permitted limits, aren't they?" said a Zhao Qian soul split who looked to be around seventy or eighty, smiling.
"Exactly. If the law doesn't forbid it, then it's allowed. Once the interface-force waves press down, those who can withstand them can increase their soul force. Once your own soul force surpasses the obstruction of that interface, you can pass through at will. We wouldn't stop you from coming to our interfaces to observe either. As long as you can get there, none of us would have anything to say. What do you all think?" Zhao Qian's middle-aged soul split sneered.
"That's right. If you can get there, you might as well go take a look. In fact, even if you increase your soul force, you may not necessarily be able to reach Big Sister, Second Sister, or Third Sister's sides. The three of them are all existences beyond the limits. Now that their interfaces are as immovable as mountains, they're beyond anything we can speculate about," another woman said with a smile.
"Big Sister and Second Sister didn't come?" the young Zhao Qian soul split asked curiously.
"Old Ten, those two are surely busy reinforcing their interfaces right now. Where would they find the time to