Water Elder did not take it to heart. He always felt that the Gate of the Underworld itself was a threat, but there was no evidence, and destroying them would be difficult to justify.
The last matter was Lan Wuyue. Lan Jiajun had lost his beloved daughter—not even her body remained—and had been waiting for news all this time!
At this moment...
Water Elder asked Ling Yun about it. The latter gently shook his head. He was thinking of a way as well, but the main problem was the lack of Soul Returning Grass.
"Don't worry. She'll wake up sooner or later," Ling Yun said.
Water Elder could only smile bitterly. He knew this would be the answer. He had come at Lan Jiajun's request; otherwise, he would never have involved himself in this matter.
Bringing the dead back to life?
Was that possible?
Water Elder said, "Lord King of Hell, regarding your return to the Netherworld, I still hope you'll think it over carefully and proceed with caution!"
"Go back."
Ling Yun waved his hand. He disliked this sort of thing the most. What he wanted was freedom, and when it came to management, he preferred being a hands-off manager.
After Water Elder and Ban Kun left, Ling Yun looked at the scorched wasteland that was the Monster Domain, his eyes utterly calm.
Little one was different. She had not seen much of the world. The place had clearly been a beautiful landscape before, but now it was barren and filled with the aura of death.
Of course...
She had merely destroyed it further on top of what was already there. The main responsibility did not lie with her.
"Papa, perform a magic trick!"
Her heart was still aching. She had been powerless to do anything about all this