Within a Small World, if the laws of the Heavenly Dao were the ceiling, then the Spirit Vein was the pillar supporting it.
Since it was a pillar, the Heavenly Dao naturally had measures to protect it. One could say that no one who had not attained immortality could destroy this pillar. Otherwise, those ancestral Demonic Cultivators who hated righteous cultivators enough to grind their teeth would have destroyed the Spirit Vein countless times long ago.
Was it because they did not want to destroy it? No, they simply could not.
And the most important reason they could not destroy the Spirit Vein was that they could not enter this Palace and reach the Spirit Source.
That was also why Little Green had denied so categorically that anyone could enter this place.
Yang Guo frowned. "What are you all agonizing over? Whether we can get in or not, won't we know if we try?"
Before she had finished speaking, her hand had already landed on the door handle.
Little Green's pupils abruptly contracted, and its voice trembled. "Don't!"
But it was still a step too late. Everyone saw the red patterns on the great doors suddenly light up.
Giving them almost no time to react, a fiercely powerful hot wind surged out from the Palace, spreading in every direction.
Yang Guo was closest to the Palace, so she took the most violent impact.
In the blink of an eye, she was flung away.
Although Su Jiu was also buffeted by the strong wind, she could still spare some attention for what was happening around her.
With her cultivation supporting her, she quickly steadied herself. But just because she could hold her ground did not mean everyone else could.
Some unlucky disciples were even hurled toward the red maple trees.
Fortunately,