Footsteps echoed through a long ice-cavern corridor...
Xu Nuo of the Tailfolk walked at the front, with Ye Han, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race, and Bai Daozi following behind him...
As he walked, Xu Nuo said, "High Immortals, ordinary members of our Tailfolk cannot survive in this frozen land. We have lived beneath it for many years. This is our only way out. We cannot leave through anywhere else."
"That damned Ice Qilin King is the powerful creature barring our way. Over all these years, who knows how many gifted members of our people have died at his hands? If not for you three High Immortals, I would have died at his hands too."
"We Tailfolk have suffered so terribly! Underground, food is extremely scarce, yet our population keeps growing...!"
Xu Nuo chattered on as he walked, describing the circumstances of the Tailfolk...
Indeed, by playing off one another, Ye Han, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race, and Bai Daozi had finally learned the truth.
The Tailfolk had indeed been surrounded and slaughtered by foreign races in ancient times. With no other choice, their ancestors had brought their people to the Foreign Race Homeland, only to remain trapped here for untold tens of thousands of years...
Over those long years, the Tailfolk had not grown stronger in hiding or recovered their strength. Instead, the relentlessly harsh conditions had cost them their inheritance and nearly driven their race to extinction...
Fortunately, their last few high-level cultivators had sacrificed themselves to excavate an underground world where the Tailfolk could survive...
Only then had a slender thread of the Tailfolk bloodline been preserved...
But those good days had not lasted. Later, the Ice Qilin King had appeared, constantly blocking the way outside the Foreign Race Homeland and killing the Tailfolk's high-level cultivators. He had become the