Undying Mountain Range

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Within the internal space of the adult Ice Demon Tooth, atop a circular platform glowing faintly white, the surroundings were boundless darkness, as though it could devour everything.

Only this place was like a lone boat adrift in the dark.

Saint Spirit Dao Ancestor and Kong Xuan sat cross-legged outside a thatched hut. Before them stood a man with a Pear Blossom Mountain Splitting Axe strapped to his back.

This man was Jiang Han. In his hands, he held a jade bowl containing a fish roughly three feet long. Its entire body looked as though it had been cast from gold, with nine glowing rings upon it.

"Su Changqing really is fierce. He actually dared to enter the fish's mouth directly. Isn't he afraid there might be danger inside?" Saint Spirit Dao Ancestor stared at the fish swishing its tail in the water beside him, amazement in his eyes.

"Five hundred years have passed. My injuries have mostly healed as well. In a few days, I will go in and take a look," Kong Xuan said indifferently.

"You want to go in? Aren't there only nine chances in total?"

The Nine Revolutions Fate Wheel Fish had nine rings and nine lifetimes. Soul Screamer had used six of them, leaving only three chances, so Saint Spirit Dao Ancestor would not take such a risk.

"No. I feel that this is an opportunity. You do not know Su Changqing's life story. He has cultivated for only three thousand eight hundred years, yet he has attained his current cultivation. What he relies on is precisely his fortuitous encounters."

Kong Xuan had once entered the underworld and altered the Books of Life and Death of Jiang Xingxing and many other Phoenix clan members. Likewise, he knew quite a few things about Su