"It's about time you left," the muscular man said as he stood in front of Heilonggou.

The Many-faced God finally rose to his feet before heaving a faint sigh of relief. "Looks like I was overthinking things."

From the bottom of Heilonggou, countless Yin souls were wailing as they rose up toward the sky, and countless specks of netherfire were emerging from the depths, making it appear as if a galaxy of stars were rising up from the abyss.

The Many-faced God's brows furrowed slightly as he said, "I just can't shake this feeling of unease... I've had this feeling ever since I returned from the Land of Origins."

The muscular man didn't say anything. He knew that at their level, a premonition of danger was something that couldn't be ignored, and that it could often save them from lethal danger.

"There's no need to worry anymore," he said as he peered deep into the abyss. "Even now, no further darkfeathers have appeared, and that's enough to prove that you haven't been tracked down. The darkfeathers that appeared before this only came here by chance."

The Many-faced God nodded in response before heaving a faint sigh. "It's a pity that after I leave, it'll most likely be decades before I can return...