"Good!" Green-robed Xiao Hua wasted no words. He rushed into the lower dantian, took control of the Eight Tribulation Scattered Infant, and flew into the distance. Sensing the Formless Nascent Soul departing, Xiao Hua sighed. "Damn it, I have more than one Eight Tribulation Scattered Infant here—I have well over a hundred! Unfortunately, these Scattered Infants are spirit bodies by nature and do not blend with the Primordial Qi of this Void. Though they have undergone lightning tribulation and reached the realm where flesh grew from spirit, they are not true spirit bodies after all, and cannot come out at will! Especially since, in the eyes of the Devil Race, flesh and blood are delicacies, and spirit bodies even more so. I will not send them out to be devoured alive for nothing!"
"Yes. If more than a hundred fellow Daoists could come out, they would be a tremendous help!" Dragon Vein Xiao Hua agreed.
"Fellow Soul Cultivator..." Xiao Hua stood in midair, extending his divine sense to inspect everything within ten thousand li while asking, "Has there been any movement from the divine-sense marker we left at Great Snow Mountain?"
"To inform you, fellow Daoist," Soul Cultivator Xiao Hua replied, "we have been in the Void for several decades. You were trapped in an illusion for more than ten years, after which we spent another dozen years gathering wandering souls here. I have never ceased using Soul Cultivation Techniques, but regrettably... that divine-sense marker seems never to have existed. There has been no further sense of it whatsoever!"
"Sigh, I have already divined this matter," Xiao Hua said, shaking his head. "There was not the slightest clue. I do not know whether we can leave through a Teleportation Array."
"No matter what, this time we cannot rely solely on