Lu Yang told Meng Jingzhou about the spatial projection, and Meng Jingzhou suddenly understood.
"A spatial projection? That's the first time I've heard of one."
"No wonder Junior Brother Man thought this was a haunting."
A spatial projection could be seen but not touched. Every time one appeared, Man Gu's cultivation would fluctuate to an extremely low level, making it impossible to judge accurately.
Whether it was a haunting or a spatial projection no longer mattered. After staking the place out for so long, they had finally caught the real culprit.
"Fairy, is there any way to enter this space?"
Lu Yang was the sort of cultivator who knew his own limitations. He knew he wasn't proficient in the Dao of Space, so he had to consult an expert.
"It's simple. This space doesn't look very sturdy. Just strike the crack with all your strength, or have that Meng boy throw a punch, and you'll be able to smash an opening."
"Is there another way?"
The corner of Lu Yang's eye twitched. He only wanted to tell the space's owner to patch up the crack. Otherwise, this spatial projection was far too frightening.
If he struck it once, Old Meng punched it once, and then told the owner of the space that the space he had built had a crack, it would be no different from provoking him.
"Self-detonation works too. The opening would be even bigger."
"Is there a way that doesn't involve making an opening?"
The Undying Fairy spread her hands. "Then you can only ask your Hanhai Ancestor to pry the door open."
Lu Yang scratched his head awkwardly. In theory, he and Old Meng were both at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, with their cultivation nearly at its peak. Having to ask their ancestor for help whenever