Lu Yang told Meng Jingzhou about the spatial projections.

Meng Jingzhou blinked. “Spatial projections? It’s my first time hearing of it. No wonder Junior Brother Man thought it was a case of haunting.”

The spatial projections were visible but intangible. Each time they appeared, Man Gu’s cultivation had fluctuated too low for him to make an accurate judgment.

Regardless of whether it was ghosts or spatial projections, it no longer mattered. After staking the place out for so long, they had finally found their real target.

“Immortal Fairy, is there a way to enter that space?” Lu Yang was aware of his limits in the Dao of Space and needed expert advice.

“It’s simple. That space doesn’t look sturdy. Either swing your sword at the crack or have the Meng boy punch it. That will break a hole through it.”

“Is there any other way?” Lu Yang’s eyelid twitched....