"Brother Mu, are you kidding?"
The Barbarian King stared blankly at Mu Jinyu, finding it hard to imagine that he could be the Young Master of the Heavenly Palace.
"Of course not." Mu Jinyu shook his head and said, "Do you think I'm not worthy?"
"No, no..." The Barbarian King hurriedly shook his head, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said, "I just didn't expect that Brother Mu, your background is so grand."
"Well, I have something to do, I need to leave first. Be careful, it's best to leave the Hanchi Tribe for now. In about half a day, people from the Heavenly Palace will come to help you deal with the Blood Witch Clan."
After giving the Barbarian King some advice, Mu Jinyu followed the Divine Silkworm Princess in the direction of the Extremely Cold Hell.
After Mu Jinyu left.
A few young people from the Hanchi Tribe suddenly spoke with worry and doubt:
"Barbarian King, could it be that Brother Mu doesn't dare to stay and help us fight against the Blood Witch Clan, so he made up a lie and left on his own?"
"I feel the same way, if the Heavenly Palace is really going to send people to help us, why wouldn't he stay with us for half a day? Just leaving like this, isn't he afraid that the Blood Witch Clan will send people to attack us again during this time!"
"..."
The Barbarian King heard their words, his face darkened, and he shouted, "Shut up!"
"Is this how you talk about your benefactor?"
The young barbarian men immediately fell silent, but their expressions clearly showed that they still doubted Mu Jinyu's actions.
The Barbarian King said coldly, "First of all, Brother Mu doesn't owe us anything. On the contrary, he saved our Hanchi Tribe twice. Even if he really doesn't want to help us, we have no position to criticize him."
"Secondly, haven't you noticed that Brother Mu was communicating with that Divine Silkworm through sound transmission just now? And think about why he suddenly returned to the Northern Plains?"
"People return to the Northern Plains for things to do, they just happen to pass by our Hanchi Tribe, so they came to help us out. Since they saved us and have informed people to come help us, they have urgent matters to attend to, why can't they just leave?!"
"You want him to stay with us to prevent the Blood Witch Clan from attacking us again? Only leaving after people come? What kind of nonsense logic is that?!"
"Don't let me hear such words again, otherwise, even if Brother Mu doesn't hold you accountable, I will drive you out of the Hanchi Tribe!"
The Barbarian King said coldly.
"Yes..."
"Sorry, we were wrong!"
The young barbarian men, hearing the words of the Barbarian King, also felt that their previous attitude was indeed wrong, and they hurriedly apologized with shame.
"Alright, let's hurry and leave the tribe too, so as to avoid the deaths of those five Blood Witches causing that Eighth Level Shaman Ancestor to come, which wouldn't be good."
The Barbarian King then followed Mu Jinyu's advice and began organizing the tribe for relocation.
...
Meanwhile, Mu Jinyu, following the Divine Silkworm Princess towards the Extremely Cold Hell, was not far, so he could hear the conversation between the Barbarian King and those young men.
Upon hearing the final scolding from the Barbarian King, Mu Jinyu smiled slightly, without any big reaction.
He indeed had to coax the Little Ice Silkworm first to prevent this little one from getting upset and running deep into the Extremely Cold Hell and never coming out again; he might never find her again, and he wouldn't be able to fulfill the promise he made to the Silkworm King.
As for the side of the Hanchi Tribe, he had soul-searched the Blood Witches before; the Blood Witches only had a few remnants left, besides that Shaman Ancestor, there was no other Unity Realm cultivator.
If that is the case, as long as the Shaman Ancestor does not come personally, the Hanchi Tribe is unlikely to have any trouble.
From the soul-searching of those two Unity Realm Blood Witches, he learned that their Shaman Ancestor seemed to have a major event to handle recently and likely would not have time to come, so after notifying his master, he asked him to send people over and then left with the Divine Silkworm Princess.
As for the complaints from those young people, he could understand them and wouldn't take them to heart.
"Hoo hoo..."
The Little Ice Silkworm continued flying ahead, and soon they arrived at the entrance of the Extremely Cold Hell.
Watching the Little Ice Silkworm fly underneath the ice cave, Mu Jinyu followed and jumped down.
...
Northern Plains, deep inside an ice mountain.
A girl with snow-white skin, almost translucent enough to see her veins, draped in a fox fur coat, walked slowly through the snow expressionlessly.
The cold wind blew, slightly lifting the fox fur coat, revealing that her stomach and arms were imprinted with numerous strange blood-colored runes, vaguely forming several grimacing ghost faces.
"According to the legends, the place where the Blood Witch Ancestor fell should be here, but I've been looking for several days without finding his remains?"
The girl slightly furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, stopped her steps, and looked somewhat agitated.
She was the current Witch Lord of the Blood Witch Clan, Jing Wang!
Recently, she had been searching for the burial site of the Blood Witch Ancestor to cultivate using his lost soul!
"Hmm?!"
Just then, the ghost face formed by blood-colored runes on the back of Jing Wang's neck suddenly heated up slightly, causing her expression to change.
"What's going on? Why did Ah-He and Xue Li all die?"
"The five of them working together aren't even a match for the Fifth Layer of the Unity Realm. How could a Fifth Layer Barbarian King appear in the entire Northern Barbarian Tribe?"
Jing Wang's face looked bad; her eyes as clear as glass were filled with malice, exuding evil Qi, and she said, "Could it be those human cultivators rushing to the Extremely Cold Hell made a move again? How infuriating!"
While speaking, she couldn't control her anger, stamping her snow-white jade foot on the ground.
"Boom, rumble!!"
Suddenly, the ground cracked, and the ice wall shattered, revealing a giant chasm.
"Boom!!"
As this chasm appeared, a sullen aura filled with endless resentment, hatred, and murderous intent erupted like a volcanic explosion.
"This is..."
Seeing the appearance of this aura, Jing Wang's eyes didn't show fear but joy, and she laughed, "Hahaha... Heaven does not disappoint those who persevere, I finally found the burial site of the Blood Witch Ancestor!"
"Just wait, once I successfully cultivate the witchcraft, Barbarian Tribe, Human Race, all of you will become my sacrificial offerings!"
After speaking, Jing Wang jumped without hesitation into the chasm that exuded an imposing evil Qi reaching the sky.
...
Extremely Cold Hell.
Mu Jinyu, following the Divine Silkworm Princess, once again arrived at the three-way fork in the path.
The Divine Silkworm Princess directly chose the path on the left, and Mu Jinyu followed.
Soon, they arrived at the ice cave where Mu Jinyu had ambushed those who pursued him to this location.
"Father..."
The Divine Silkworm Princess weakly called out as she flew towards the depths of the ice cave, wanting to reach the place that once connected to the Divine Silkworm Phantom Realm.
But when she arrived there, there was no misty light curtain or any terrifying cold wave preventing her approach; only a broken ice wall remained.
"Father..."
The Little Ice Silkworm floated mid-air, gazing suddenly at the ice wall, tears the size of soybeans continuously streaming down from her eyes as if at no cost.
Reaching here, she could no longer feel any trace of the Silkworm King's presence, coming to terms with the fact that her father had truly passed away.