I think you know, my predecessors, that I had run through Kowloon before and almost died. I know that the polar abyss will remind you of your unhappy memories, but I really need your help now. You don't want me to be killed by those nine silver dragons. If I die, whose body is your soul living in? Is there a place more suitable for your soul than my body?

Xiao Yang laughed bitterly at the old man in white robes in his mind.

"You say, what do you need your husband to do?"

To be honest, the white-robed old man really hated the polar abyss. After all, it was...