Venerable Binghun fell silent.
In the Vast Wave Realm today, if you want to become a Yin God, you must venture into the outer heavens and transform your spiritual power into divine power.
In the outer heavens, there lies an infinite sea of lightning. Without someone to guard the Dao, his granddaughter lacks the resources and is utterly incapable of breaking through to become a Yin God.
But the great calamity is impending. All the Yin Gods can hardly save themselves, let alone be willing to waste their own divine power on a journey to the outer heavens to guard the Dao.
The depletion from such a journey would be even more significant than dueling a cultivator of the same rank; without a hundred years, one should not think of recovering.
"Binghun, once you saved my life. If you... walk this path, I will take care of your granddaughter," spoke the Venerable Yunju.
An amiable smile appeared on Venerable Binghun's face: "I am grateful to my old friend."
...
The snow fell heavily.
