"So, Brother Mo once promised the sect that he would help search for traces of my father in the Outer Sea. After all these years, have there been any leads?"
After hearing this, Mu Yan Hong immediately asked with concern.
"The Outer Sea is simply too vast. All I can do is have my subordinates who venture out to hunt demons keep a closer watch.
"But so far, no clues have come in."
Luo Hong sighed and shook his head.
"However, there may be news from the Wilds."
Just as Mu Yan Hong was feeling disappointed, Luo Hong added.
"If that is the case, then even if it causes some trouble, this humble one must return to the sect first!"
Hope reignited in Mu Yan Hong's eyes, and she spoke resolutely.
"It will not be easy to return to Huanglan Continent now. To deal with this war, Black Wind Island has already sealed off the island.
"Not to mention a Golden Immortal cultivator like you, Fairy Mu—even ordinary mortals are not permitted to set foot on the island."
As their absolute main base, it was standard practice for Black Wind Island to seal itself off during wartime. If they let people enter freely, the whole act would be far too obvious.
"The Black Wind Island Lord is merely a Late Earth Immortal cultivator. Does he really dare refuse this humble one?"
Mu Yan Hong believed she had the strength to handle it.
"Black Wind Island has stood in the Black Wind Sea Region for countless tens of thousands of years, and its foundations run deep. They truly do not fear a lone Early Golden Immortal cultivator.
"Moreover, Black Wind Island now has the Northern Cold Immortal Palace behind it. Fairy Mu, do not act rashly."
Luo Hong immediately warned her.