"Not going to help?" In the depths of the Void, Dongfang Bai looked at Gu Hui and asked.
"Help with what? Wouldn't that tell them we're still alive?
Don't worry. Though they suffered heavy losses after the great battle, Dan Tower's foundation remains. The strongest person acting now is merely a Half-Saint.
Three Thousand Burning Flame cannot do anything to Dan Tower."
Dongfang Bai rolled her eyes, then returned to Echo Valley.
They still preferred that carefree life amidst mountains and rivers.
At the same time, they needed to begin working toward breakthroughs into higher realms.
Gu Hui left behind a strand of Divine Sense on each of the three children. Should they encounter a Life and Death crisis, the Divine Sense would be triggered.
With Gu Hui's martial realm, even a mere wisp of his spiritual will would be invincible among Dou Zuns once triggered, and could contend against an Early-Stage Dou Saint.
After leaving behind the Divine Sense, Gu Hui began traveling across the continent.
Remembering that there seemed to be a Xiao Clan in the Northwestern Region seven or eight hundred years later, Gu Hui headed northwest.
After arriving in the Northwestern Region, he indeed found that clan. The present-day Xiao Clan lived with extreme caution.
Otherwise, with their strongest member possessing the strength of a newly advanced Dou Zun, they could easily dominate the Northwestern Region.
Gu Hui secretly observed the Xiao Clan's situation but did not interfere or disturb their lives.
Gu Hui could only shake his head and sigh at the old man who had newly entered the Dou Zun realm. He was already at death's door; his end would likely come within the next few years. His potential had been exhausted, and he had no hope of advancing further. Even if Gu Hui