Duanyu Fan returned to his room and slept comfortably for three days and three nights. During that time, Bibi Dong and Hu Liena both came to see him, but seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, they did not disturb him.
After Duanyu Fan lay down, he kept no guard up at all, trusting that no one would come to Spirit Hall to assassinate him.
Of course, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan all slept for more than a day as well. The four of them had spent far too long with their nerves stretched taut in Death Canyon. Once they returned to Spirit Hall, they naturally felt at ease enough to get a proper rest and relax their minds.
Duanyu Fan slept until the morning of the fourth day before waking. He opened his eyes in a daze, and a figure came into view.
"Ah! Who are you?! Oh, it's you!" Duanyu Fan jumped in fright. When his eyes fully opened, he realized it was High Priest Qian Daoliu, who was smiling at him.
No matter how Duanyu Fan looked at it, he felt Qian Daoliu's smile carried a hint of sleaziness, as if he was plotting something.
High Priest Qian Daoliu's appearance had not changed much from five years ago. He had snow-white hair and wore a pale white robe.
"Hehe! Ever since you awakened your Martial Soul, I haven't seen you. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed. Two days ago, I heard you had returned from Death Canyon and even broken through to the Soul King level. Eleven years old, hm! Not bad, not bad. As expected of a god-level Angel Martial Soul." High Priest Qian Daoliu chuckled softly, looking at Duanyu Fan with appreciation.
"Speaking of that, I should thank you for