Lunar Palace

Yin Jiuli's admiring gaze was still quite pleasing to Gao Xian.

A beautiful woman was, after all, a powerful source of motivation for a hero to rise up.

Had it been some unfamiliar beauty, Gao Xian could have offered a few modest words. But he knew Yin Jiuli far too well, and this beauty was so serene and elegant that she was ill-suited for teasing. His flirtatious lines could only be held back in his heart.

"Jiuli, let's go in."

Gao Xian was very interested in the Grotto-Heaven beyond the silver halo. Besides, Qingqing, Shui Mingxia, and the others were still inside. He had no idea how they were doing.

Through the Azure Splendor Spirit-Controlling Seal, he shared a subtle divine-soul connection with Qingqing.

But at too great a distance, they could not communicate. He could only determine Qingqing's general condition. If Qingqing were severely injured or dead, he would receive a clear sensation.

Qingqing was clearly still fine for now, so he was not in too much of a hurry.

As for the remaining Demon Race members, Gao Xian could not be bothered with them. Slaughtering living beings would draw foreign demons, and the higher one's cultivation, the stronger the foreign demons.

Killing a few Demon Race members in passing was nothing, but there was no need to specifically hunt down these low-ranking Demon Race members.

Gao Xian took Yin Jiuli's delicate hand of his own accord, and together they stepped into the silver halo.

Light and shadow flashed and shifted at tremendous speed. When they stabilized again, Gao Xian and Yin Jiuli were standing in an open plaza.

The plaza was paved with enormous white stone slabs, each over a zhang square, their surfaces covered in layers of frost. Countless runes had been inscribed upon the slabs, forming