Upon hearing Huo Ling say this, the Ice Devil lord looked him over again. Understanding dawned on him, followed by no small amount of envy.
The Ice Devil bowed slightly. "Congratulations, Count. You must be headed for Nessus, aren't you? Before long, perhaps I'll have to address you as Duke!"
"I am the Count of this land. May I ask why you have come here...?"
This Ice Devil lord was likewise a Count, with his own territory and castle.
Behind him, Huo Ling saw several more Ice Devils of the same kind waiting cautiously, prepared for any mishap.
Huo Ling said, "This is my first time in Cania. I would like to know the location and coordinates of the Deep Hell. I wonder if you could tell me?"
The heavy stone in the Ice Devil Count's heart finally dropped. So he was merely a passing devil.
He immediately said, "You must be weary from your journey, my lord. Why not rest briefly in my castle first? I'll have someone bring you the coordinates of the Deep Hell shortly."
Huo Ling nodded. His strength did not permit a Count who was only at the fourth or fifth stage of the Legendary realm to entertain any other thoughts.
"Good! Then I thank you, Count!"
"Please!"
Huo Ling followed the Ice Devil Count into his castle, his gaze casually taking in the layout of the place.
Just as it had appeared from the air, the castle here truly had been built from piled icebergs, with enormous blocks of ice serving as the material for its walls.
As if he had noticed Huo Ling's doubts, the Ice Devil Count beside him took the initiative to explain.
"Cania has always been this cold. This ice has been frozen for thousands of years. It is so