The Meaning of Descending to the Lower Realm

Above the Endless Sea, the headless corpse of a giant turtle the size of a mountain floated on the surface. Green divine blood filled the surrounding waters, and every drop that flowed into the sea could raise the cultivation of even the lowliest ten-year soul beast by nearly a hundred years.

Tang Wutong looked at the giant turtle's corpse but did not move to destroy its Divine Soul, allowing it to go where it was meant to go. The Clear Sky Hammer in her hand unleashed terrifying lightning. Blood sprayed everywhere as a diamond-shaped Divine Throne glowing with earthy yellow light fell into her jade-like hand. Purple and green light flickered in her palm, shattering space. A black hole as thick as an arm appeared before her. Behind it floated a pile of similarly diamond-shaped Divine Thrones glowing in various colors, though most of the pressure they gave off was far weaker than that of the one in her hand. Behind those Divine Thrones stood a massive Twelve Wings Angel Statue, suppressing them all.

Tang Wutong tossed the Divine Throne inside, then withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer and clapped her hands.

Meanwhile, within the Ice Fire Secret Realm.

Lan Fozi knelt on one knee and presented the Immortal Herbs she had seized before Bi Tianyu. Lowering her head, she said, "Young Master Bi Tianyu."

Bi Tianyu glanced at Lan Fozi and asked indifferently, "What do you mean by this?"

Lan Fozi kept her head lowered, doing her best not to let Bi Tianyu see the flush on her cheeks. "Young Master, these belong to you. I have no right to fight you for them."

A flash of Blue-Gold Light passed through Bi Tianyu's eyes as he glanced at Lan Fozi's clear yet somewhat innocent sea-blue eyes. He said calmly, "If