Slay the Three Corpses and Form the Nascent Soul, Mend the Heavenly Dao and Anchor the Four Extremes

Although their Coalition Army numbered only a little over a thousand, its members were all sect masters, their strength far surpassing that of ordinary Soul Slaves.

As long as they held this Divine Temple as their fortress and steadily refined pills, rescuing all the Soul Slaves would only be a matter of time.

With the salvation of the Dry Jade Continent close at hand, Qin Baochuan, Luo Lan, and the others were overjoyed and bowed deeply to Lin Mo in gratitude.

Only after finishing all this did Lin Mo ride the Nine-Colored Auspicious Clouds toward the edge of the plane where he had first arrived.

They all entered the Gourd Space, leaving Xue Qingcheng to traverse the Plane Barrier and make her way back to the Divine Land.

Lin Mo asked, "Miss Gongsun, are you coming back to the Divine Land with me too?"

"If you don't want to, I can take you back to the Kunlun Continent first..."

Without a moment's hesitation, Gongsun Fu said solemnly, "Young Master Lin, I'm not leaving!"

"As long as you don't think of me as a burden, I'll stay by your side forever!"

Lin Mo smiled and nodded, then turned to Feng Xu and Mo Qing. "Senior Feng, Senior Mo, what about you?"

"The Dry Jade Continent has been liberated, but our Nine Netherworlds Continent is still under the Nine Bone Nether Venerable's rule."

Feng Xu gave a self-deprecating smile. "With nowhere to call home, we two can only stay by your side, Fellow Daoist Lin."

Through battle after battle in which they had braved life and death, Lin Mo had forged a deep friendship with these two seniors.

He would have been reluctant to part with them so suddenly.

Staying in his Gourd Space would also be immensely beneficial to their cultivation.