The Lower Realm

"Xie... Daoling. I'll remember that name."

Gu Qingshan looked at the little girl sealed in the ice crystal and clasped his hands solemnly. "Please rest assured, Master. As long as I'm alive, I'll protect her."

The Barren Cloud Palace Master gave a slight nod.

He was very satisfied with this disciple.

With a flip of his hand, the ice crystal floating in midair vanished.

In its place, a translucent ice ring appeared in his hand.

"This is the Cave Heaven Ring. It connects to a small world where she sleeps. There's nothing else in that world, only eighty-one mountains of Spirit Stones, specifically meant to replenish the Spiritual Power in her ice crystal."

The Barren Cloud Palace Master slowly rubbed the ice ring in his hand. At last, he sighed and handed it to Shen Yang.

Shen Yang accepted the ring solemnly and slipped it onto his arm.

Huang Zhan looked at the ring, then at Shen Yang, his face full of worry.

Zhao Kuan glanced at the ring too, his brows knitted tightly.

At that moment, the Barren Cloud Palace Master instructed his three disciples, "All right, go to the foot of Heavenly Palace Mountain. The sect has prepared World-Breaking Flying Ships there. It's best if you travel separately. For your safety, you must also sever contact with one another after reaching the Lower Realm. Go, quickly!"

Seeing that the three still hesitated, the Palace Master flew into a rage. "The sect's destruction is imminent! Every one of you bears the weight of my trust. Are you going to stand here like fools and wait to die?"

"Go! Otherwise, I won't be able to rest in peace!"

The three hurriedly replied, "Yes, Master!"

Huang Zhan could hold back no longer. He let out a furious roar to vent the