"Mm!"
Ye Qingci nodded, then tried to contact Fang Chen through the Spirit Sword Talisman, but he did not respond either.
Ye Qingci's brows drew together. "He isn't responding to me either. The Spirit Sword Talisman must not work here!"
"How is that possible? We're so close!"
Myna bird found Ye Qingci's words hard to believe.
He immediately turned to Little Crane. "Little Crane, can you hear us?"
"Of course I can!"
Little Crane answered at once.
"Then try contacting Fang Chen with the Spirit Sword Talisman. See if it works. We tried just now, but it failed..."
"Okay!"
Little Crane used the Spirit Sword Talisman to contact Fang Chen. Although it stood right on his shoulder, Fang Chen could not hear its message.
After several failed attempts, Little Crane's voice rang out inside the Spirit Crane Space. "I tried contacting Master, but he doesn't seem to have heard me. The Spirit Sword Talisman seems to have stopped working here!"
"So that's how it is!"
Myna bird sighed helplessly when he heard Little Crane.
Little Crane told Fang Chen what had happened as well.
"We can't send messages even from this close?"
Fang Chen was surprised to learn that.
"That's right!"
Little Crane nodded. Though they could not send messages through the talisman, it could still speak to Fang Chen normally deep within the Mud Pit.
Half an hour later, a membrane blocked Fang Chen's path. Many Dao Patterns covered its surface, but it rippled faintly. It did not feel like a conventional Barrier. It felt like part of a living creature's body.
He slowly brought the Floating Immortal Sword toward the membrane. A strange pulse instantly traveled along the blade and into his body. His Soul Origin shuddered under its impact, and a fierce tearing sensation rose from the