When Ren heard that, he said lightly, "No need to go to all that trouble, old man. I'll open a spatial passage. We can cross space and reach Buzhou Mountain in no time!"
He had planned to keep the Heavenly Wu Clan hidden. How could he let them expose themselves? Even if they maintained their current size, flying to Buzhou Mountain carried that risk. Better to travel through space.
Besides, the Firmament Ledger's spatial travel might not have worked in the secret realm, but it worked perfectly well in the Primordial World.
It would solve plenty of problems. And the moment Ren returned to the Primordial World, he had used the Firmament Ledger to send Xuanming, who was with the Wu Clan, everything he had learned over the past few days.
The Wu Clan had probably finished preparing by now.
The old man gave Ren a puzzled look.
With a sweep of his sleeve, Ren brought forth a vast passage formed by the Firmament Ledger.
It stood dozens of meters high and wide, like an enormous doorway.
One of the old man's brothers stared in shock. "A spatial passage can be opened so easily in the Primordial World, and across such a distance? How badly has the Primordial World been damaged for space to become this fragile?"
Grief and anger filled his voice. The old man sighed and consoled him. "Brothers... don't talk like that! However badly the Primordial World has been damaged, our clan has returned. We can protect it and restore it. Guarding the Primordial Land is our clan's duty!"
His words silenced many of his clansmen, who nodded to themselves.
Ren paid little attention to what the old man said. He strode into the passage. "Come along, old man. Keeping this passage open takes a fair bit