"Are we supposed to fly all the way across?" the Ghost King guessed.
"It probably won't be that simple!" He Dazhi said doubtfully.
"..."
Once again, they were stumped. With no clues in sight, they couldn't come up with a solution. Just sitting there and thinking wouldn't get them across.
"There's something there!" After a long while, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly cried out.
Tian Buyi and the others all turned to look at him.
Zhang Xiaofan took out his paper and brush again.
"There's something transparent. We can't jump around recklessly, or we'll hit it." He Dazhi read the words Zhang Xiaofan had written on the paper, one by one.
"Something transparent? How come I can't see it?" The Ghost King and Tian Buyi narrowed their eyes, but still couldn't spot anything unusual.
Zhang Xiaofan took a piece of pastry from his Bamboo Bag and threw it toward the other side, but none of what he had imagined happened. The pastry simply flew away, never touching anything along the way.
Now Zhang Xiaofan was confused, too. He clearly saw something transparent blocking the space between the two stone platforms. The seventh platform was transparent as well.
He Dazhi trusted his junior fellow apprentice completely. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's bewildered expression, he raised a hand and sent several Wind Blades toward the other side.
Bang! Bang! ...
The succession of collisions convinced them that Zhang Xiaofan hadn't been mistaken.
"So it only blocks spiritual energy?" Tian Buyi asked, staring at the empty air.
"It should block anything that contains spiritual energy." He Dazhi shook his head, offering a guess.
"Then doesn't that mean none of us can get across?" Tian Buyi couldn't quite believe that answer.
"Not necessarily! Let's first see how the obstacles are arranged." As he spoke, He Dazhi swept both