A Helping Hand

Lie Yan noticed that Gu Qingluan had a healthy complexion and didn't appear to be fatigued.

With such good health, it seemed like there was no harm done.

So, it breathed a sigh of relief, finally letting go of its constant worry.

"This time, it's thanks to all of you." Feng Tianlan's gaze fell on the three Ninth-grade saint beasts. "If you wish to ascend to the Upper Realm, I can assist you."

The saint beasts didn't doubt his words at all.

They exchanged glances, each harboring some hesitation.

To enter the Upper Realm, they had to become divine beasts.

And advancing to become a divine beast required crossing the Divine Tribulation.

Countless mystical beasts had perished in this tribulation.