Within the Ice Abyss.
Though Ice Daoist's expression was as calm as ever, towering waves had already surged through his Heart Lake.
A Dark Tortoise True Spirit?!
This North Sea Black Tortoise actually possesses intelligence...
But if it possesses intelligence, why would it willingly turn its body into a continent instead of leaving this realm?
This Dark Tortoise must at least be at the Sixth Tier, the Void Refinement level, right?
And what does it mean by lending it a hand?
A thousand tangled thoughts filled Ice Daoist's mind.
But at that moment, he also understood perfectly well that since the other party had revealed himself before him, agreeing first was the most appropriate choice, regardless of what he thought.
At once, he spoke softly across the distant Ice Abyss:
"Ice Daoist of the Myriad Phenomena Sect pays his respects, Senior. If I can be of assistance to you, how could I not do my utmost? But I am merely a Nascent Soul Cultivator. I truly do not know how I could help you."
The pale-skinned youth in black smiled leisurely.
"I know you are wary of me, young friend. Even if I offered an explanation, the result would be the same."
"How about this? Let me tell you a story first. Hehe, would you be willing to listen to me ramble?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ice Daoist nodded.
"Please go ahead, Senior."
The youth opened his mouth to speak, but then seemed to realize something and shook his head with a chuckle.
"It has been so many years since I entertained a guest that I have forgotten many of you cultivators' courtesies."
With that, he gently swept his sleeve.
Ice Daoist felt his vision blur. In an instant, he lost his state of fusion with the entire Ice Abyss.