Your Intuition Is Used for This Kind of Thing?

"Heavenly Tomb?"

The moment Yao Wan mentioned it, even without bringing up Xiao Xuan, Gu Yuan understood what she intended.

"Very well."

"Go and return quickly. I'll reopen the Heavenly Tomb for you at once."

Gu Yuan did not hesitate for long before nodding. As one of the strongest figures among the Eight Clans in the past, if there was a way to revive Xiao Xuan, it would undoubtedly be the best news for their current dire situation.

"Very well... We'll have to trouble Clan Leader Yao Wan with the matters of East Continent."

Yan Jin and Lei Ying exchanged glances, then quietly nodded. They cupped their fists toward Yao Wan, seated below them.

After all, everything Yao Wan had displayed up to this point was enough to earn their respect and their recognition of her as the leader of a clan.

"You two Clan Leaders need not thank me. This is merely a necessary measure."

Yao Wan shook her head. When the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold. She did not think herself particularly great; she was simply fighting for the survival of the Yao Clan, Xiao Yan, and the others.

Preserving the Eight Clans was simply the most advantageous choice for them at present.

After confirming their respective duties and plans, the remaining five clans formally formed an alliance, joining together against the Hun Clan with a common hatred for their enemy.

Once these matters had been settled, Gu Yuan brought Xiao Yan and Yao Wan to the location of the Heavenly Tomb.

"...Why did you suddenly think of visiting the Heavenly Tomb again?"

On the way, Xun Er lightly tugged at Yao Wan's sleeve, drawing a puzzled look from beneath Yao Wan's pale golden eyes.

Yao Wan turned her head and immediately saw Xun Er's