Qingyi was stunned. Lin Fan's Spirit Body had perished. What that meant could not have been clearer.
After all, there should have been virtually no one in the Hundred Broken Mountains capable of dealing with this fellow. Even a mere Spirit Body of his was unmatched!
"What happened?" she asked.
"It probably had something to do with the Pu Demon Tree." Lin Fan unleashed a Precious Art. Runes intertwined, blooming with green divine radiance, and he recovered in an instant.
Losing one Spirit Body was hardly enough to damage his foundations. He could condense another. His main purpose had been to confirm something.
"Come on, let's head back first. The Kunpeng Nest won't open anytime soon."
Lin Fan glanced at the barren cliff ahead. He reckoned they would have to wait until Little Milk Hao arrived. He could not keep wasting time in the Lower Realm and miss out on other things.
Bang!
The next instant, he activated a Magical Artifact. With a roar like a tsunami, it pierced the void. He stepped inside with Qingyi and left the Northern Sea.
Elsewhere, the Hundred Broken Mountains Secret Realm had closed. All the surviving creatures from the outside world had emerged, Yue Chan among them, a trace of delight on her face.
Yet she kept gazing toward the glowing exit, where mist swirled. Fewer and fewer creatures were walking out, but that familiar figure had yet to appear.
"Did something happen to his Spirit Body inside?" Yue Chan wondered.
Meanwhile, quite a few people were discussing matters near the exit, revealing hints of what had happened.
Some even roared, "Bear Child, I'll skin you alive!"
Yue Chan looked at Little One beside her, whose appearance had changed drastically, and could not help chuckling. "You certainly have a gift for stirring