Before the Demon Suppression Hall, above the abyss, the "Spirit Realm Gate" continued to rotate slowly, breathing chaotic radiance and giving off vast fluctuations that inspired both dread and longing. On the platform, the various factions had reached a fragile peace for the moment, but tension and suspicion still hung in the air.
Everyone's eyes remained fixed on that "gate."
"The fluctuations of this gate are violent and extremely unstable, and the power of its laws far exceeds what this realm can bear." After studying it for a moment, Tianjizi spoke first, his tone grave. "If we rush in, we risk being torn apart by spatial turbulence or becoming lost in an unknown realm. We must probe it first to determine how stable it is and where it might lead."
"How do we probe it?" The Ye Family man in the bright yellow dragon robe, his features indistinct, spoke for the first time. His voice carried the authority of someone long accustomed to command. "The power of this gate is beyond what ordinary magic treasures or puppets can withstand."
"Ordinary methods naturally won't do." Xiang Zhili rubbed his chin, narrowed his small eyes, and looked toward Han Li and Tianjizi. "But if we have a special object capable of carrying our spiritual sense, with some spatial properties or protective power, we might try sending in a wisp of divided spirit to investigate. Of course, there's a considerable risk of that spirit being destroyed."
"A special object..." Han Li pondered. He did possess the Primordial Magnetic Void-Piercing Shuttle, but it was his Life-Bound Magic Treasure. How could he casually risk it on such an investigation? His gaze swept over the others before settling on the elderly monk Kuzhu, who had remained seated with his eyes closed. "I've heard that Master Kuzhu