Whenever Li Yan thought of Xiao Yun Sect, he felt a little sorry for him. The man had originally been intent on using Li Yan's strength to escape this perilous place.
In truth, Xiao Yun Sect was incredibly powerful. Despite being schemed against so thoroughly by his master and second martial uncle, he had actually survived those devastating injuries.
Moreover, his instincts and wealth of experience were truly terrifying. The place where Xiao Yun Sect was staying was actually only a little over two thousand li from the mouth of the gorge.
Had Xiao Yun Sect been just a little luckier, he might have escaped the red lightning ice field the next time he went out searching for an exit.
Instead, by trying to make use of Li Yan's strength, he had lost the wonderful opportunity that lay within arm's reach!
If Xiao Yun Sect learned about this, I wonder whether he would wake from his coma again in a fit of rage...
As Li Yan thought this, he felt no particular excitement over having crippled a cultivator of the Yin-Yang Chaos Sect.
In fact, Xiao Yun Sect's fate was the work of his master and Martial Uncle Qian Zhong. He had merely happened upon the situation and reaped an easy benefit.
Of course, those two thousand-odd li might still have trapped Xiao Yun Sect until his death. A slight deviation in direction could just as easily have made him miss his good fortune!
Li Yan's thoughts soon turned to another matter. He had actually found the whereabouts of the "Polar Ice Heart" in Xiao Yun Sect's memories.
Furthermore, according to those memories, it truly was not far away. It lay within the three-thousand-li range specified by the "Blood-Eyed Toad."
Xiao Yun Sect had already spent a long time in