The Night Spirit Star Realm.
Amid a mountain range wreathed in swirling mist, an exceptionally sheer cliff overlooked a bottomless abyss. An enormous rock jutted out from the cliff above.
Ye Han stood before the rock, forming hand seals and chanting an incantation. A ring of spatial runes shimmered with purple runes spirit light, twisting and trembling. Bìtiān Divine Lord, White Dragon Fish, Snow Sea Dragon King, and the other beings appeared before the vortex of spatial spirit light...
One by one, they bowed to Ye Han in greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Ye! Thank you for looking after me all these years. If you ever need me, I will not shirk my duty."
"Master! I am only leaving temporarily. You will always be my master."
"Master! Once I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will definitely come back to find you."
"I will...!"
As they spoke, Ye Han nodded without saying much, then waved them off.
He had already said everything that needed saying. He had also given them treasures and cultivation resources they could use. Whether they could become immortals and attain the Dao, and how far they could travel along the path of cultivation, would depend on their own fortunes.
Ye Han had no certainty that they would return someday. They were only saying it, after all. Who could say for certain what the future held?
The fact that Ye Han had honored his promise and let them leave was already something to be deeply thankful for.
All they had to do was keep Ye Han's secrets and swear a blood oath...
Before long.
Everyone who was supposed to leave had gone.
Those who did not want to leave remained in Ye Han's Heaven-Devouring Cauldron Space to cultivate. Three Swords Child and the Ten-Thousand-Year Water Spirit were still