Aglaea considered this.
"Styxia. I've been there myself."
"Even though the Underworld River has turned it into an island, you can still tell how beautiful and peaceful it once was..."
"Go, Castorice. I won't stop you."
"And I look forward to seeing what new meaning your story will bring to the Flame-Chasing journey once it is complete."
Castorice was deeply grateful to hear her say that.
"...Thank you, Lord Aglaya."
Just then, Phainon spoke up.
"Everyone, I hate to spoil the moment, but..."
"If the Underworld River has cut Styxia off, how are we supposed to get there? Lord Tiba has probably already..."
Using the Hundred Realms Gate cost lives, and now only Tribbie and Trianne remained among the Gateway Demigods.
And Yan Huan could only teleport to places he had visited before. They did not even know where Styxia was.
"Don't worry."
Aglaea remained calm.
"In the myths, Zagres used the realm of the dead as his treasure vault. He could travel through the Underworld unhindered."
"If he could do that... then the Demigod who inherited his divine authority should at least be capable of the same."
She looked at the others.
"Meet at the Cloud Stone Celestial Palace tomorrow before you set out."
"Cipher will be your guide and lead you to that ancient city."
At last, the tumultuous day came to an end.
Everyone dispersed to sort through their thoughts...
Yan Huan teleported to the Tree Court and brought Dan Heng and Feng Jin back to the Bath Palace.
Castorice came to the room where Trianne's doll was kept and gazed at it in silence.
From what they had learned today, Demigods who became Chrysos Heirs, at least, could be reborn in the next cycle.
"Castorice, there you are." Tribbie opened the door and greeted her.