During the thirty thousand years he had spent cultivating in the Desolate Clarity Hall, Lu Xiaotian had projected himself into the Demon Realm more than a dozen times, but every attempt had ended in failure.
Back when he had projected himself from the Immortal Realm into the Demon Realm, luck had accounted for most of his success. Once he had managed it, the second and third projections had become relatively easier.
Lu Xiaotian had originally thought that even after reaching the Demon Realm, he should be able to project himself successfully after a few tries as his cultivation gradually improved.
But after one attempt after another, he realized he had oversimplified things.
The environment inside the Life-Transforming Demon Abyss had been far too perilous, and he had been in constant danger there. He had had no time to step away and attempt a projection.
Only during the years he spent cultivating in the Desolate Clarity Hall had he finally found some free time. But things had not gone as he had hoped. Aside from wasting energy, his efforts had achieved nothing. On two occasions, he had nearly reached the Demon Realm, only for chaotic spatial fluctuations to scatter the projection.
Lu Xiaotian's divine sense wavered slightly. Aside from Luo Qing, Lu Wushuang, and Dongfang Yi, he had not heard even the slightest news of Luo Ping'er, Su Qing, Luo Qian, or Xiang Kuang.
He shook his head and set those jumbled thoughts aside for the moment. Worrying would do no good. With his entry into the Immortal-Demon Battlefield imminent, he first needed to tend to his injuries.
Moreover, the Dragon Clan, Dragon Wolf Clan, and many other powerful beings within the Green Fruit Barrier had reached the most crucial stage of forming their battle formations. He could not afford to