Ten days.
For ten full days, Gilrot truly kept every member of his clan holding out inside the transport passage. He only opened his eyes when the clan elders reported signs that the passage behind them was beginning to collapse.
During that time, he had calmed his mind and activated his powerful senses to probe the situation outside the passage. His released divine power spread fifty kilometers outward, and that was with his power suppressed to the Demigod Tier and a void passage blocking his way. Otherwise, he might have been able to detect things a hundred kilometers away.
There was nothing in the world outside apart from freezing blizzards. That meant Luo Feng had not lied to him, and the Extreme Cold Magic Stone had not been damaged, proving that no one yet knew what it was.
Luo Feng had remained seated beside Gilrot, with the ice blade continuously pressed against his temple. Even though Gilrot was not holding it, the blade possessed its own intelligence, and Luo Feng did not dare make any rash moves.
"It's been ten days. There's clearly nothing outside, so take your clansmen out already and let me go too. My brothers are still waiting for me," Luo Feng said, pretending to be anxious.
Gilrot swept his gaze toward Luo Feng beside him, a cold smile curling at his lips. He put an arm around Luo Feng's shoulders again and said, "Looks like there really are no other races outside. Then I'll have to trouble you, little brother, to come down with me. If there's no problem, I'll let you go."
"Then hurry up. Let's get down there," Luo Feng said, his eyes lighting up.
"Don't move around while you're beside me. My ice blade attacks automatically." Gilrot patted Luo Feng's shoulder hard and