Over a thousand feet deep.
If it were an ordinary place, Li Ye could dig it out with ease.
But, this place was different.
He was about to take out the Tribulation Fire to start a fire here.
Suddenly.
A cyan halo appeared beside him, from which a joyful voice emerged:
"Father."
"I've brought you a gift!"
Immediately following, from that cyan rift, the Lotus Spirit, standing on the Cyan Bird, holding an ice spike, appeared before the two.
This little one said nothing and stuffed the ice spike into Li Ye's hand, then, seemingly exhausted, curled up on Li Ye's shoulder.
"What's wrong with you?"
Li Ye felt her Spiritual Power was exceptionally weak, almost as if she were on the brink of death.
How could this be?
To know this being, after binding with the Cyan Bird, could enjoy the blessings granted by the Celestial Dao, no cultivator not inclined to oppose the Dao could harm her.
Nothing abnormal showed on the panel either.
