"The Devil Race?"
"That was a race of splendor and glory!"
"That was a race that vanished without a trace!"
"That was a race smeared as evil demons at the instigation of certain powers!"
"Was the Devil Race going to reappear in the Origin Realm?"
While the major powers of the Venerable Domain speculated and investigated what the incident pointed to, Mu Bai took Xing Yun and Hu Meier into the four-Yinglong Chariot. Rather than returning to the Qianyuan Sacred Land, he planned to visit the Silver Frost Forest first.
"Third Holy Son, the Silver Frost Forest is the Demon Spirit Hall's territory. We had best not enter rashly."
Ancestor Baiyan knew more about the Silver Frost Forest and advised against Qian Jingnian venturing into danger so soon after becoming a Holy Son.
"The Demon Spirit Hall? Is it so impressive? More fearsome than a sacred land?"
"It falls short of a sacred land, but it still cannot be underestimated."
"There you have it. I've always enjoyed dangerous places, and I've long heard of the Silver Frost Forest. Since I'm about to leave Eastern Ridge, naturally I must go and see it."
Mu Bai insisted on going, and no one could stop him or dared to try. Even the Red-Patterned Brown-Robed Man, who had originally intended to return to the Sacred Land immediately, could only accompany him once he saw that the Third Holy Son had made up his mind, doing everything he could to ensure his safety.
"Then sorry for the trouble, Uncle Zhong. Let's go!"
The party rose into the air. Apart from the four Qian Slaves in black, white, brown, and gray, who closely followed Qian Jingnian's Yinglong Chariot, even the attending servants and maids summoned exotic beasts and rare birds from their Mustard Seed Bags. Qian