With the projection clone gone, Luo Qing and Wushuang would probably be upset for a while. Still, projecting across such a vast distance between planes was no easy feat, even with Lu Xiaotian's greatly improved strength.
On top of that, he had to keep the projection clone exploring the forbidden zone the dragon race had sealed off. It was a truly exhausting, time-consuming task.
The projection clone could only draw on a limited amount of spatial power. Unlike his true self, it couldn't move freely through such a perilous environment.
Just to get through the forbidden zone, the turbulent spatial fluctuations had torn apart two of his clones in succession. Adding the losses at the Snow Civet Palace in the demon realm, even Lu Xiaotian had taken a considerable hit.
"E-Eastern Pill Sage, has something changed?" Shunze and Shunmu asked Lu Xiaotian cautiously.
When they had left the dragon race's secret realm, it hadn't looked like this. Although their cultivation ceiling had been capped, they had at least been able to survive. Now, even the two of them could barely take a step, let alone their clansmen.
"How did this fine place end up like this?"
Unlike the Scorpion Demon, Nine-Ren Mountain, Zhu Yuqing, and the others, who remained calm and unruffled, their entire clan was trapped inside the secret realm. Naturally, they were frantic with worry.
"The war between the clans must have destroyed the foundations of the Thirty-Six Altars of Tianmu. The entire secret realm is already unstable. If I'd arrived even a little later, few would have survived its collapse." Lu Xiaotian spoke calmly.
"What? It's that bad!" Shunze and Shunmu were aghast. The secret realm had limited space, and once the various clans grew powerful enough, conflicts over territory and resources were bound to arise, until