"Oh?"
The Black Tortoise asked curiously, "The Nine Netherworlds Continent is the homeland where I was born. Now that the Netherworld has invaded it, I naturally wish to save it."
"You are a cultivator from a lower plane, and an outsider at that."
"Are you saying that if I lend you my aid, you will have a way to save the Nine Netherworlds Continent?"
Lin Mo smiled faintly. "Senior Black Tortoise, I originally had little confidence in my chances."
"But not long ago, I stole a treasure from the people of the Netherworld."
"At present, however, this treasure remains sealed. It requires the combined power of the Four Sages Immortal Venerables to awaken it."
"Though I still do not know its origins, as long as a thread of hope remains, I will never give up."
Hearing this, the Black Tortoise paused, taken aback. "Could the treasure you speak of be the Void Suppression Demon-Sealing Record?!"
"Indeed."
Lin Mo nodded, somewhat surprised himself. "Senior Black Tortoise... you know this treasure's origins?"
"To think that the Void Suppression Demon-Sealing Record, stolen ten thousand years ago, was in the hands of Netherworld cultivators all along..."
The Black Tortoise's voice grew slightly deeper, a measure of anger creeping into the tone.
But that anger soon subsided. "I never expected cultivators of later generations to possess such courage," the Black Tortoise said approvingly.
"As someone from a lower plane, you dare stand against a middle plane. The younger generation is truly formidable."
"For your courage and daring alone, I am willing to lend you a hand."
"But before that, you must first do me a favor."
Lin Mo faltered briefly, but immediately agreed. "Please tell me what you need, Senior Black Tortoise!"
"This Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower is one of the Netherworld's most powerful sealing