"Something's wrong..."
Lin Mo waved his hand, recalling the nine Starry Ancient Swords, and said gravely, "The defenses of this Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower alone couldn't possibly withstand the might of my Big Dipper Sword Formation without a scratch."
"There must be some hidden mechanism on this tower door."
Realization dawned on Feng Xu. "Fellow Daoist Lin, do you mean... the Netherworld cultivators placed a restriction imbued with the power of rules on the Azure Cloud Soul-Suppressing Tower's door?"
Lin Mo did not answer. Instead, he thrust the Divine Wood Mystic Gourd Sword into the ground, scooped up some muddy water, and flung it at the tower door.
This time, the tower door did not emit a suction force as it had before.
The muddy water splashed straight onto the door, leaving a dirty stain.
"It seems my guess was right."
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes and said gravely, "Only evil spirit power can break through the power of laws on this door."
"In other words, aside from Netherworld cultivators and soul slaves bearing an evil soul seal, people with clear minds like us will instantly be devoured by the power of rules, whether we attack or try to enter."
Mo Qing said in alarm, "The Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower alone was troublesome enough, yet they even added the power of rules."
"These Netherworld cultivators won't allow Immortal Venerable Black Tortoise's remnant soul even the slightest chance of awakening..."
For a time, Lin Mo said nothing, sinking into a long silence.
Feng Xu's and Mo Qing's hearts abruptly sank as well.
Of all things beneath heaven, some could be reversed by human effort, while others lay utterly beyond its reach.
No matter how powerful Fellow Daoist Lin was or how many trump cards he had, he would probably be helpless