Rules

A month later.

Chen Lin set down the Bamboo Scroll he had been studying and examined Meng Hezhang's body.

There was still no change.

He frowned. So much time had passed without any movement. Had no members of the Myriad Realms Alliance appeared, or had something unexpected happened inside?

After pondering for a while, he stopped dwelling on it.

There was no way to guess, but the man's vitality remained. That meant that even if something had happened, he was merely trapped inside. He had neither become a nightmare realm creature nor died.

Otherwise, if his projection perished, his body outside would lose all vitality as well.

Chen Lin checked him again, slipped a Bigu Pill into his mouth, then returned to the outer room to continue studying the characters.

The Bone Shard's energy was powerful. As long as it was not a special scenario like Bluestone Street, it could sustain a projection for a long time. Even if Meng Hezhang failed to encounter anyone or could not discover the task rules for leaving, he would not have to worry about being erased because his projection could no longer hold together.

Nearly another half month passed. During that time, Qu Qingzhou and Meng Dashan came to probe for information under the pretext of delivering supplies, but Chen Lin brushed them off.

Still, waiting idly like this was no solution, so Chen Lin began considering whether to find another elderly cultivator to go inside and investigate.

Before he could put that idea into practice, Meng Hezhang slowly opened his eyes one afternoon.

"How did it go?"

Having seen his condition through the crow, Chen Lin immediately entered the inner room and asked what had happened.

"Reporting to you, sir, nothing happened. There was nothing there, just a cave. Something invisible seemed