"Cough, cough."
At that moment, Xia Ping coughed and smoothly changed the subject. "I'd like to ask why you're still waiting here in the plaza. Why not pass through the spatial passage and head to the Strange District?"
He looked at Dripping Water Saint and the others.
"It seems Brother Fengdu truly is here for the first time. The reason is simple: these spatial passages are not open at all times."
Dripping Water Saint replied, "To conserve energy, during peacetime, regardless of how many people there are, these spatial passages only open once every three days. A spatial passage was opened just yesterday, so we still have to wait here for another two days."
"I see."
Xia Ping nodded. "But there are nine spatial passages here. Does each one lead to a different place in the Strange District?" He wanted to learn more about the Strange District.
Although he had already learned quite a bit from the Primordial Sacred Land's records, these Saints before him were clearly old hands. Perhaps they knew things that had not been recorded in the intelligence.
Besides, he was currently posing as a novice who had just arrived in the Strange District, so it was perfectly natural for him to ask such questions.
"That's right."
Golden Wind Saint said solemnly, "These spatial passages are numbered one through nine. The danger of each destination differs. Passage Number One is the least dangerous, making it suitable for Immortal Saints to train in, while Passage Number Nine is the most dangerous. At the very least, one needs to be a Primordial Ancient Saint before entering it."
He confirmed that, just as Xia Ping had said, every spatial passage led somewhere different.
"The Strange District is a highly unique region of the universe—boundless and endless, even larger than the