Netherworld Hall

Three days flashed by.

Within a valley in Green City, Lin Yongfan, Lin Hu, and the other Green City higher-ups, along with all its elite disciples, had gathered. They looked at Lin Changqing as he emerged from the Pure Yang Limitless Tower, their expressions complicated.

"Changqing, have you truly made up your mind?" Lin Yongfan looked at Lin Changqing and said in a deep voice, "You said it yourself—the other side of that gateway is a killing trap, but..."

"Father, my mind is made up!"

Lin Changqing waved a hand, cutting off Lin Yongfan's unfinished words. With a light laugh, he said, "It is indeed a killing trap, but it is also a great opportunity. If these people had not opened the Space-Time Channel and connected our Xuanhuang World to the Xuan You Great World, it would not have been so easy for me to travel to the Xuan You Great World.

"But don't worry. Since I know that a killing trap lies beyond that gateway, how could I have gone unprepared..."

"Alas..."

Lin Yongfan let out a sigh and said no more.

A father knew his own son best. Lin Changqing was a man of firm convictions; once he had decided on something, a few words of persuasion would never change his mind. Since he knew he could not stop him, forcibly trying to do so might not be a good thing.

"Changqing, since you have already decided, I will not try to dissuade you any further. Just... be careful in all things."

Lin Hu walked over and said to Lin Changqing, "I know you do not fight battles you have no confidence in winning, but you should still be cautious. I think you could contact some other Saint-realm Great Powers and form an alliance."

"There is no need!"