A dramatic turn of events at the brink of despair! Lin Xiyue was overjoyed; she had come up with a solution!

As the call disconnected, the energy Lin Xiyue had been forcing herself to maintain instantly collapsed.

Her pretty face was now incredibly unsightly, pale as paper, and even her lips were trembling slightly.

"Daughter, what on earth happened?!"

"Don't scare your father. Tell me quickly, what happened to your brother?!"

Seeing his daughter's Soul-shaken appearance, Lin Guohui's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat from anxiety.

"Whew..."

"It's like this..."

"My Brother..."

Lin Xiyue took several deep breaths, forcing her heart, which felt like it was about to jump out of her throat, to calm down.

Then, in a very solemn tone, she quickly repeated the situation Lin Mo had just described to everyone.

"What?!"

"Brother Mo encountered the Thirteenth Demon Son of the Nine Nether Demon Palace?!"

"This..."

"Just hearing the title... the opponent is likely far from simple!"

After hearing Lin Xiyue's recount, Li Fan's face turned ashen.

Although he didn't have a deep understanding of the Demon Race's power, terms like 'Demon Palace' and 'Demon Son' carried a terrifying connotation just by listening to them.

"Far more than just 'not simple'!"

Hearing the name of the Nine Nether Demon Palace, Elder Jian suddenly let out a heavy sigh.

His expression was extremely serious, even carrying a trace of deep dread.

"You all don't know, that Nine Nether Demon Palace... is a colossus that the entire Cangxuan Great Realm needs to take seriously!"

"It is the foundation of the Demon Race and the source of the Demonic Path!"

"And the Demon Sons of the Demon Palace are all peerless prodigies who have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

"Their strength is far beyond what ordinary prodigies can compare to!"

At this point, Elder Jian shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.

"Sigh... how could kid Lin be so unlucky to suddenly provoke a monster of this level?"

"With his foundation and talent, if he could just Cultivate in peace for a few more years, that so-called Demon Son wouldn't even be fit to carry his shoes."

"But now..."

Elder Jian didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

Lin Mo's growth time had been too short!

Facing an established demonic Prodigy with a deep foundation and terrifying strength was simply too much to ask!

"Then what should we do?"

"Since that You Xuan's strength has reached the Nirvana Venerable Realm, what exactly can we do to save Brother Mo?"

Gu Zhiyun stomped her feet in anxiety.

Nirvana Venerable... she knew all too well the weight of this Realm.

Even her father was only at this Realm.

But that already counted as being a powerhouse in the Cangxuan Great Realm!

To save Lin Mo from such a powerhouse, didn't that mean they needed at least one powerhouse of the same level to take action?

"A powerhouse of the same level?"

Thinking of this, Gu Zhiyun, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, suddenly turned her head and looked at Elder Jian with hopeful eyes.

They didn't have a Nirvana Venerable, but they did have a genuine Saint's remnant Soul right here!

"Senior Jian!"

"You are a Saint!"

"Even though you're just a remnant Soul now, dealing with a mere Nirvana Venerable should still be easy for you, right?"

In her view, everyone below a Saint was an ant.

Even if Elder Jian's current state wasn't good, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse; surely he could handle someone in the Nirvana Realm?

Who would have thought,

Facing Gu Zhiyun's expectant gaze, Elder Jian gave a bitter smile.

"Sigh, little girl, looking at me won't help."

"If I were in my prime, I could destroy him with a single breath."

"But..."

Elder Jian pointed at his Soul body, which was still somewhat illusory and unstable, and shrugged helplessly.

"As you can see, because I previously pried into the taboos of the starry sky, I suffered a severe backlash and have yet to recover."

"In my current state, even if I were to risk this old life of mine, I couldn't exert much combat power..."

"My strength truly falls short of my will!"

Hearing that even Elder Jian was powerless, everyone's hearts sank halfway.

"Fine!"

At this moment, Sikong Yang, who had been silent, suddenly had a flash of determination in his eyes.

He stepped forward abruptly and said with a solemn expression:

"Since no one can think of a better way..."

"Then let this old man go back!"

"Although I only have Golden Core strength now, I was once a Nascent Soul Cultivator after all, and I know some life-risking secret techniques."

"As long as I burn my Divine Soul and essence blood, I might be able to briefly delay that Demon Son for a moment!"

"Then I could create a small chance for my disciple to escape!"

However, after he finished speaking,

Before anyone could reject his proposal, Elder Jian unceremoniously threw a bucket of cold water on it.

"You're overthinking it."

"With your meager level of cultivation, you won't even amount to a fart in front of that Demon Son."

"Forget risking your life; the moment you show your face, you won't even last a single breath before being easily crushed to death."

"That won't buy any time at all; instead, it will only distract your disciple."

"Doing this is just throwing your life away for nothing, it's completely meaningless."

Although Elder Jian's words were bluntly harsh and even a bit hurtful, they were an iron-clad fact.

In the face of an absolute power gap, so-called 'risking one's life' was nothing but a joke.

Sikong Yang's body trembled, and he instantly became dejected, the light in his eyes quickly dimming.

Yes... what use would it be if he went?

It would just be one more life lost.

"No..."

"We must think of a way!"

"We must think of a way to help Junior Brother escape the danger!"

At this time, because of excessive anxiety, Su Qinghan's gentle and pretty face had long since turned bloodless.

She frantically searched her mind for any possible way to help Lin Mo, not letting go of even the slightest possibility.

But no matter how she thought, she didn't have the slightest clue!

Right now, it seemed like a dead end... time passed minute by minute, second by second.

Every passing second felt like a sharp knife cutting into everyone's hearts.

Everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, pacing around in circles but helpless.

Despair began to quietly permeate the air.

Just as Lin Xiyue was about to burst into tears, with teardrops spinning frantically in her eyes.

Suddenly!

Boom!!!

An extremely terrifying chill erupted from not far away without any warning!

Immediately after, in a certain direction of the Taibai Mountain Base.

A deep blue pillar of terrifying cold current, seemingly capable of freezing the Soul, shot straight into the sky!

Crack, crack, crack!

With the appearance of this pillar of light, the temperature of the entire Mount Taibai plummeted by dozens of degrees!

The originally lush mountain forest was instantly covered in thick frost, and goose-feather snow even began to fall from the sky!

"This... this is?!"

This scene caused the despairing Lin Xiyue to jump in surprise.

She stared blankly at the rising cold current, and a bolt of lightning immediately flashed through her mind.

"That's... Shen Qingyi's direction?!"

"I have it... I have it!"

"I've thought of an idea!"

Lin Xiyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and incomparable hope surged in her heart once more!

She remembered her brother's Heaven-Defying [Myriad Dao Primordial Body]!

As long as someone in Great Xia awakened a Physique, her brother could synchronize and obtain it!

If... if she could make Shen Qingyi completely awaken right now... wouldn't her brother instantly possess the power of a Saint Physique?!

This was the key to breaking the deadlock!

"Quick, everyone follow me!"

Without time for further explanation, Lin Xiyue didn't hesitate and immediately raised her hand to tear through space.

She took the others, who hadn't yet reacted, and stepped into the rift, hurrying toward the Spiritual Qi Conversion Center.

For a moment.

Absolute silence fell before the mountain gate.

Only Bai Ziyu, protected by the Restriction, remained standing in place with his eyes slightly closed.

He was still quietly comprehending the vast Concept within that plaque, completely unaware of all the startling changes happening around him.