"Moreover, the Ice Spirit Clan has extensive connections. If necessary, inviting three to five Heavenly Sovereigns to act would be no difficult matter. As for your wife, although I do not know why she ended up in a Lower Plane—"
As Qing Yanjing spoke, she glanced at Lin Dong and continued, "The Ice Spirit Clan possesses an Ice Spirit Stele that can contain the lingering souls of its royal bloodline and can also reconstruct bodies for those lingering souls. However, using it each time depletes the Ice Spirit Stele's power, so under normal circumstances, it would never be used lightly."
"If your wife's lingering soul truly remains, then it is highly likely to be within this Ice Spirit Stele."
Lin Dong listened intently, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Wei Ye said gently, "Brother Lin, Miss Qing is the direct daughter of the Futur Ancient Clan. The information she knows should not be false. However, the Ice Spirit Clan is not easy to deal with. At the very least, as you are now, I fear you cannot make the Ice Spirit Clan bow their heads."
Beneath his sleeves, Lin Dong's hands slowly clenched into fists. His eyes seemed to flow with magma-like heat, and the resolve on his face was gradually replaced by excitement and madness.
He took a deep breath and cupped his fists solemnly. "Thank you both for telling me this. Lin Dong is endlessly grateful."
Now that he knew where his wife might be, he would certainly go.
As for danger, he did not care in the slightest.
Even if he had to scour the heavens and search the Yellow Springs, he would bring his wife back!
Yet he also understood that, with his current strength alone, he truly could not make the