After listening to Åling's words, the new operation officially began.
Tang Feng and the others did not hesitate. When the Wall of Doors appeared in front of them, stepping through the door became their only choice. Unless they reached the level of Åling and Chan Jiu, who had the ability to read the pictures and knowledge on these doors, exploring inside was the only way to find the answer. It could even be said that they did not have this opportunity originally, but because of Åling's' help ', they had this opportunity.
If they did not act now, they might not have another chance in the future.
They did not say much.
Tang Feng and the others began to explore the door, but a new accident happened. When they approached the Wall of Doors, they all encountered different problems at the same time. Everyone encountered different problems. Some people were like the powerhouses in the Realm Beyond Heaven, infinitely shrinking and unable to get close to those doors. There were also some people who directly passed through as if they were 'transparent'.
This was not a successful entry, because they 'passed' back with a stunned expression.
It was very obvious.
They could not touch these 'doors'.
At this time, some people encountered something even more strange: they encountered their 'selves'. Or rather, they were existences like Tang Feng's shadow. Whether it was the power or the senses, they were exactly the same as themselves. This' self 'was not a comrade, nor was it to escape. They were the' enemies' who were stopping them from entering.
Tang Feng did not encounter his own shadow. He was facing another problem.
It was a puppet whose entire body was covered in Qi armor.
It came from one of the 'doors'. The words on the door materialized and stopped Tang Feng from entering.
At this time.
Everyone looked at Åling, as if they wanted to ask for an answer.
"If you ask, I can help. I can help you clear them away and let you enter smoothly. I really don't mind helping. The question is, are you ready to ask me? " Åling did not say why. Instead, she stated another fact: I have the ability to help, but do you need this kind of external help?
"No need." Tang Feng was the first to refuse.
He understood.
The others also understood.
It was not that easy to enter these doors. Originally, they could not even 'see' it. It was Åling who took the initiative to show them and let them see it. If they were thick-skinned enough to ask, Åling could help further and directly send them in. But when it came to that, she was no different from a baby who needed to be fed.
For some things, if others did everything and he did nothing, the 'fruits' of the harvest would not belong to him.
Or rather.
He couldn't see any results at all.
Åling's words were the answer. She didn't want to help. She had already provided an opportunity. The opportunity had been given, and whether or not he could succeed would depend on his own ability and hard work. Chan Jiu's lecture from before was actually a preliminary test. If all of them were trash, he believed that Åling would not have given them this opportunity.
He didn't even have the right to look at the wall of the door.
At this moment.
The new arena was already placed in front of them. What else was left? Let's fight.
Tang Feng clearly knew that his' opponent 'was much stronger than him, but he still continued to fight. From the first sword strike, Tang Feng, who had been pushed back, smiled. The puppets in the Wall of Doors were powerful beyond his imagination. That kind of feeling was more than ten times worse than his own.
But … it was not as good as Chan Jiu.
If it had been Chan Jiu, he would have died in that exchange. After the battle with Chan Jiu, such a 'powerful enemy' was no longer terrifying.
On the contrary.
At this moment, Tang Feng felt extremely lucky.
The door puppet in front of him was an existence that he could defeat, unlike Chan Jiu's despair. Fighting with it, regardless of whether he won or lost, he would definitely gain more. He believed that it was the same for his other companions. The 'difficult problem' they encountered was only difficult, not absolutely impossible. This kind of difficult problem was not so much a problem as a kind of training.
Of course.
No matter how good the idea was, it was still not easy to 'do' it.
At some point, Åling and the scarecrow had left. Chan Jiu and Baek Sung-nam had also left not long after watching the battle. Perhaps they had not gone far, and were also reading the knowledge of the wall of the door somewhere. In any case, they were no longer in this new battlefield. Only Tang Feng and the others were left to 'resist' the wall of the door. Some powerhouses of Chen Waitian also wanted to participate, but except for a very small number of people, most of them were the result of 'infinitely shrinking'.
"If we want to have that kind of qualification, it's best to first understand what Qi is," said a powerhouse who could barely get close to the door but was not 'blocked'.
"Do we have to have it?"
"Have it? No, no, no, no. Being able to 'know' it is already extremely difficult. At present, having it is still an extravagant wish. "
"…"
"It feels like these 'doors' don't mind outsiders learning. Moreover, I have another feeling in my heart: perhaps, we can leave something on the door. This is not an illusion. I believe that others who are close to it have this feeling. "
"Yes." The others who could also get close to the door responded.
"Therefore, breaking through resistance may not be the only way to get started. If we can 'leave' something on it, this method may also allow us to find an opportunity to get started. In fact, providing knowledge and skills is a way to get started. Just like the Creation Cloud Atlas, learning from it and offering one's own knowledge have the same effect. "
"It sounds like we can give it a try."
"We don't have Life Weaving or Dimensional Weaving, but the Heavenly Axiom System can think of a way. Also, the Myriad Colors is a public skill. We can practice it. Åling said that the Myriad Colors is more important. She has no reason to lie. Although our goal is different from theirs, we are all the same about getting started. "
"Yes."
The powerhouses of Earth Beyond Heaven were not idle either. They also stayed outside this' wall 'and tried their best to find a way to enter.
Similarly.
Some of the powerhouses who came after hearing the news were similar. They did not want to miss such a good opportunity.
No matter what.
This new stage was presented. Who could shine would depend on themselves. The strange thing was that as time passed, everyone discovered another strange thing. On this new stage, no one shone, and no one was famous. This was because the people who had successfully entered had all 'disappeared'. This disappearance was not only the disappearance of individuals, but even their stories were slowly forgotten.
The Dimensional Weavers and Life Weavers were not famous to begin with. There were not many stories, and the members of Air were short-lived.
As soon as they disappeared.
People could not record anything even if they wanted to.
What was even stranger was that even if they recorded their stories, they would slowly enter a blurry state. At this time, the powerhouses of Earth Beyond Heaven could not help but doubt themselves … Were the 'stories' they recorded fake? Were they just imagining things? For example, there was a female monk who beat up all the members of Air. This was too exaggerated.
Furthermore.
The vitality of the members of Air was only below average in the group. It was actually able to fight all the powerhouses of Earth Beyond Heaven alone. This was a bit exaggerated.
These records … were they really not imagining things?
"This was clearly recorded by me. Did I even lie to myself? There's no reason. Was it because I couldn't sense the strength of the other party, so I exaggerated the description? Yes, that should be the case. Maybe it's a warning to myself. It can't be all true. "Gradually, the powerhouses who recorded it also accepted the idea of 'exaggeration'.
This was because they really could not find any evidence to prove that these stories had actually happened.
There was no protagonist or supporting role.
Even those who participated did not have any traces of injury … What was this if not an exaggeration? It could only be an overly 'exaggerated' record.
At this time.
What they did not know.
After entering the door, things did not proceed smoothly. These doors were not everything that was set after stepping in. There was resistance at the door, and there was also resistance when entering the door. However, this resistance might not necessarily be an enemy. It could also be …
"Name?"
"My name is Tang Feng. May I know who you are?"
"Put away the unnecessary courtesy. I don't have so much free time now. My name is Dragon. It's a code name, or a clue I found. You know Dimensional Weaving. What a coincidence, I know it too. "The warrior who called himself 'Dragon' was obviously a Tigerman, but he had a different name. They met inside the door, and he did not seem to have any ill intentions towards Tang Feng.
"Mr. Long is also a Dimensional Weaver?"
"Yes? What? No, I'm not from any organization or group. I just know Dimensional Weaving. And Myriad Colors. Yes, you also know … Supreme Atmosphere. Yes? You have it too? Wait, it seems a bit too coincidental. Let me think for a moment. Are you a certain … who is it? Oh no, I forgot. Anyway, it seems like a child guided you, and then you came in so muddle-headedly. "
"Yes, her name is … Yes, let me think. Yes, her name is the God of Arcane Arts. As for the rest …"
"Forget it. I understand. I'm used to it. I've already met a few groups of people here. I don't remember most of them. "
"Mr. Long, is there someone in front?"
"Tang Feng, that's weird. Why do you think there's no one in front? Do you think you're the only one who can enter this door because you're the best? Stop being so smug. There are many people who are stronger than us here. By the way, if we go forward, we'll meet many doors, and each door has a different guard puppet. What do you plan to do? "
"What … What do you mean?"
"There are three choices. One, go back and find another door. It might be easier than the other door. Believe me, I've tried. Some doors are not that difficult. However, there doesn't seem to be anything good inside. It's just an ordinary unknown space, "Mr. Long explained. He seemed to have entered many doors and was familiar with the situation of the Wall of Doors.
"The more difficult, the better?"
"Yes, it depends on your choice. If it's easy, there's nothing to see. If it's difficult, it'll be hard for you to finish. Let's talk about the second choice. If you don't go back, find a door and try to enter. "
"Is this considered the second door?"
"I don't know. Maybe it is. I've entered the second door, and even the third. However, the second door might not necessarily be the third door. It could also be retreating back to Earth Beyond Heaven. The chances of that are very small. Normally, people who successfully pass through the door will go to the next door. If you're afraid, it's a different story. "
"The third choice."
"Work together. You and I, the two of us work together. "
"This …"
"You can't trust me?"
"Not really. It's just that we …"
"That means you don't trust me. It's okay. It doesn't matter. I just mentioned it casually. Please believe me. I really did mention it casually. Do you know why? Because it's too boring here. No, it's not boring. It's too boring. Here, I can fight a few battles every day. There are strong and weak opponents. I even meet an 'old friend' … Well, it's probably the shadow power he left behind. Anyway, it's not boring. There's just one bad thing: it's hard to meet other people. "
"Very few people come here?"
"What do you think?"
"…" Tang Feng understood. This Mr. Long talked so much nonsense because there were too few people to talk to. He was so bored.
He thought about his companions. There were too few people who could enter the door.
On the other hand.
There were too many doors in the Wall of Doors. The probability of meeting other people in the same door was really low.
It was hard to meet someone, so it would be strange if he didn't talk nonsense.
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