This is your nine Underworlds River, my Lord!

"Give me a moment." An Feng took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Soon, his "body" slowly returned to its normal form under Bai Chu's witness.

"In that case, can I go and see his Highness?" An Feng, whose face was getting paler, asked with difficulty.

Hearing this, although Bai Chu could not bear it, he still said, " "I'm afraid that you won't be able to maintain this state and will cause the death of your master and my daughter."

"I won't, please." An Feng firmly said. His dark golden eyes were begging. He knew he couldn't hold on any longer, but he had to complete this task.

Bai Chu looked at an Feng's determined eyes and finally compromised to bring them into the inner hall. However, looking at the interstitial world, he asked an Feng, " can you go in? "

As expected, an Feng's expression changed again and again. Obviously, it was too difficult for an Feng to move into his interstitial world, which could be used by ordinary demigod realm martial cultivators.