"I can't use Yomotsu Hirasaka because the spatial laws are different. I need to familiarize myself with the laws here first."
"However, a space-time Dojutsu like Kamui isn't affected. Come to think of it, when I first used Kamui, I didn't understand spatial laws at all. I simply used the Dojutsu."
"Hmm, it seems that any techniques that don't involve laws can still be used. In that case, my strength won't be affected too much. This is much better than I expected."
Lin Chuan wandered aimlessly while testing various techniques, determining which could be used in the Spirit Realm and which could not.
The howling wind drew closer from afar. Lin Chuan's Tenseigan narrowed slightly, and as azure light flickered, the distant scene was fully displayed within his vision.
"They got here pretty quickly," Lin Chuan murmured.
He made no attempt to conceal his tracks and flew directly toward the Spirit Realm cultivators clad in armor.
The commotion in Chaotic Soul Abyss had been enormous. If the people of the Spirit Realm had failed to notice it, that would have been truly strange.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Before long, several dozen figures appeared before Lin Chuan, blocking his path.
"Who are you? Why have you trespassed into the forbidden grounds of Demon Sealing Island?" the middle-aged man at the forefront asked darkly.
At that moment, everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Chuan as they scrutinized this mysterious figure wearing an unusual black robe patterned with red clouds and a conical hat.
"???" Lin Chuan frowned, his head full of question marks.
This was an entirely different language. Lin Chuan could not understand a word these people were saying.
Even so, he could roughly guess what they meant. They were probably asking about his identity and purpose.
Lin Chuan said nothing, merely watching