"Senior Sister, the sect wants him. You can't protect him!"
Those chilling, frigid words still echoed in his ears.
Yet Luo Chen had long since walked out of that bone-chilling palace.
Sunlight spilled over him.
It also draped a layer of golden gauze over the woman's retreating figure ahead.
Suddenly.
His footsteps halted.
The woman turned around, her icy gaze fixed fiercely upon Luo Chen.
"You've got a lot of nerve!"
Luo Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth without speaking.
"I don't want to see something like this happen again!" the woman said coldly.
Luo Chen's expression remained calm. "Neither do I."
"Hmph!"
Heartless Immortal snorted coldly, flicked her sleeve, and departed.
Luo Chen stood where he was, allowing the blazing sunlight above Ten Thousand Li Yellow Sand to shine down upon him.
Scorching, yet warm.
It drove away all the cold, sinister chill brought by those two powerful female cultivators, Heartless Immortal and Yinyue.
Gradually, a pleasing curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
The unease, hesitation, and fear he had shown in the Ice Palace were gone from his face.
All that remained was calmness and composure.
"The first step was dangerous, but I still planted my feet firmly and walked forward, landing safely!"
As he murmured, Luo Chen let out a long breath.
He started walking, slowly making his way toward the Luo Tian Association's residence.
Along the way, he encountered quite a few unfamiliar cultivators.
Some were at the Qi Refining Stage, while others were Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Some belonged to affiliated factions, while others were Ice Fortress Inner Sect disciples or even Direct Disciples.
Every one of them knew him.
Some treated him coldly, some greeted him warmly, and some even took the initiative to befriend him.
It was as if Luo