"Fellow Daoists, lend a hand as well..." Seeing the spatial passage already beginning to twist and deform, Xiao Hua hurriedly shouted. Alas, before he could finish speaking, the Void Passage had already collapsed and vanished.
"Fellow Daoist..." Huang Tong stared at the fragments of the Void Passage scattered within the dimensional storm and said thoughtfully, "To construct a Void Passage within a dimensional storm... is truly difficult. We fellow Daoists cannot strike at the same time, because the force of the dimensions is too great. It would trigger a backlash from the dimensions' repulsive force, easily causing a dimensional reverse flow... and sucking us all into the Myriad Monster Realm! Thus, we can only circulate our magic power one after another. But if we do that, the Void Passage cannot last! Fellow Daoist Xiao, we... may be fated to miss the Water Origin!"
Bitterness filled Xiao Hua's mouth. Looking at the Water Origin, which had not continued moving toward the Myriad Monster Realm, he found that azure radiance so warm, so adorable in his eyes—yet he was about to brush shoulders with the thing he had dreamed of day and night!
"Other than breaking through the dimensions, what other method is there?" Xiao Hua's thoughts raced...
"Ye Zhen!!" Suddenly, as though he had thought of something, Xiao Hua shot upward and cried, "Ancestor Ye Family, what was that spatial secret art of yours? Can you tell this Xiao now?"
"Senior..." Ye Zhen could not clearly see what was happening within the dimensional storm, but seeing Xiao Hua so anxious that he seemed on fire, he did not dare delay. He hurriedly took an ancient jade pendant from his robes and respectfully handed it to Xiao Hua. "This was passed down by my Night Family ancestors. Please take a look first,