In Green Ghost Desert, dark clouds eternally blanketed the sky, and the light was dim.
A small group of soul beasts traveled across the desert.
What set them apart was that there were three Gu Immortals among this group of soul beasts.
Two were captives, while one called the shots.
"Hehehe, you two brats from the Fang family, have you thought it through yet?" The Gu Immortal in charge wore a grayish-white robe. He had a sharp nose, narrow eyes, and a goatee. At this moment, he sat upright atop an ox-shaped Ancient Soul Beast, looking at the two captive Gu Immortals beside him with gloomy, smug light flickering in his eyes.
Fang Leng and Fang Yun were both Rank 6 Cultivation. They looked clean and composed from head to toe, but in truth, their souls were bound by strands of blackish-gray Soul Chains, tied up in a Five Flowers Binding and utterly unable to move.
Fang Leng was slightly older, with a square face. At this moment, he remained silent.
Fang Yun was younger, with handsome brows and eyes, and a far more lively temperament. Hearing this, he said, "Defeated Old Ghost, it isn't impossible for us to send word back to the lineage. But you've bound our souls, so we can't activate our communication methods. Why not loosen these Soul Chains a bit? I'll send word to the clan right away."
Defeated Old Ghost immediately snorted coldly. "You little brat are the slipperiest of all. You want to trick this old ghost into loosening your bonds? That move of yours, Cloud Body, only needs an instant for you to escape. I went through great pains to scheme and capture you. Do you take me for such an easy fool?"
Fang Yun hurriedly said, "How would this junior dare