Chen Lin sat alone in the private room, pondering the information Alan had provided.
He had heard of the Joy Sect. It was a great sect from ancient times, as renowned as the Good Fortune Sect. He had never expected any of its forces to remain.
In that case, the other Mahayana powerhouses must have left contingencies behind as well. The Listen-Wind Post was very likely one of them.
As for the Nightmare Realm, it remained difficult to understand. He would have to keep investigating it slowly.
After thinking for a long while, he finally sighed, rose, and left.
With his current abilities, there was absolutely no way he could rescue Yun Xiumian. Xuanyin Great King was far too powerful. Not only had he yet to regain even his silver soul, but even in his former golden soul state, he would have been like an infant before that man.
And it was not just him. There was probably no one in the entire boundary who could contend with Xuanyin Great King in the Nightmare Realm. After all, that scenario had been created through the nightmare transformation of the man's spirit treasure, the Yellow Springs Scroll. It was his home ground.
The only way Chen Lin could think of to rescue her was to ask Niuniu whether she had the ability when she next contacted him. Otherwise, he could only wait until he became a Great Vehicle Practitioner.
After sharing life and death with Yun Xiumian for so many years, it was impossible for him to feel nothing for her. Her situation was worrying, which was why he had sought out Alan, hoping she could rescue her. He had never expected Alan to push the task back onto him.
He returned to his residence in low spirits, only to be summoned