"His true body is also very powerful, that's why after it became a magic artifact, it has lasted thirty thousand years without crumbling," he sighed lightly, "However, without the continuous replenishment of Divine Power, it will eventually dissipate one day."
"Is this great door meant to distinguish between demons fated and not fated to enter?" she pondered and then asked.
"No! He simply doesn't want to let anyone in," he replied.
This answer was truly definitive. So now, were they supposed to just stand outside the door, idle? With Wen Liangyu being too small in stature, she lifted him up and held him in her palm to facilitate his observation of the door.
He squeaked a few times, and Qiongqi translated, "How does the Dragon Turtle himself open this door?"
