In a serene valley located in the Profound Wither Island, this place was filled with spiritual energy. At the depths of the valley was a saint elixir that released a majestic phenomenon, unleashing countless aurora lights.

Bai Luli, who fled from Lin Yun, was refining the saint elixir here, and his pale complexion was swiftly improving. This was a saint elixir, but the fact that it couldn’t allow him to instantly recover from his injuries proved how gravely injured he was.

Right at that moment, a scarlet-clothed elder arrived before Bai Luli, along with several Flame Dragon Sect deacons. When Bai Luli opened his eyes, a cold light flashed across his pupils while he gritted his teeth. “Have you guys found Lin Yun?”

The scarlet-clothed elder was emitting a terrifying aura in the Greater Elysium Core Realm. The aura around him was as deep and unfathomable as flames and magma, making him look like a flaming jiao-dragon in the magma.

The deacons were all at the Lesser Elysium Core...