Li Xuancang wanted to seize the Nine Heavens Frost from the Demon Sect. That was nothing but a fool's dream. Shui Wulan was stunned at first, then his face filled with worry.
"Fellow Daoist Li, absolutely not."
Shui Wulan hurriedly tried to dissuade him. "Fellow Daoist Li, the Nine Nether Demon Cult has experts as numerous as clouds, and Dharma Body Realm experts guarding it. Though you are strong, you are no match for them."
The Nine Nether Demon Cult was extraordinarily powerful. Even if the Rain Clan mobilized its entire force, it might not be their match.
If Li Xuancang entered the Nine Nether Demon Cult, it would be a near-certain death.
Li Xuancang was their savior, and Shui Wulan did not want to watch him die at the hands of the Demon Sect.
Li Xuancang had some understanding of the Demon Sect's strength. There was more than one Dharma Body Realm expert among them.
If he had once felt some fear, then with his current strength, even if he could not contend with the Dharma Body Realm, he could at least protect himself.
To others, the Nine Nether Demon Cult was a dragon's pool and tiger's den. For him, that might not necessarily be so.
Only the Nine Heavens Frost could treat Su Xinghai and the other man. Li Xuancang had no other choice.
"Fellow Daoist Shui, there is no need to worry. I will not lightly put myself in danger."
Seeing that Li Xuancang had made up his mind, Shui Wulan said helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Li, come with me to meet the Grand Elder. If you are willing to help the Rain Clan fight, then once the Rain Clan recovers the Nine Heavens Frost, we will certainly treat your friends."
Shui Wulan did not want Li Xuancang