"Clan Leader, we must go there at once. If Yao Ming truly escaped, we'll be in serious trouble."
The old man said with a grave expression.
There were still many clan elders within the Nine Nether Deep Ground Python Clan. If Yao Ming escaped and revealed how they had plotted against him back then...
It would pose an enormous threat to their rule.
When that time came, even Yao Xiaotian's position as Clan Leader might be shaken.
They would never stand by and let such a thing happen.
"Mm!"
The black-clad man nodded, his gaze icy.
"Yao Ming, you still want to make a comeback?"
"I will not give you that chance."
With that, the black-clad man let out a sinister laugh. His body flashed, and he vanished from the throne.
Beside him, the crimson-robed old man likewise disappeared close behind him.
Clang!
Lu Yunxiao broke the seal on the final iron chain before putting away the Demon Suppressing Sword.
With a sweep of his sleeve robe, a gentle force steadied Yao Ming just as he was about to collapse. "You've only just escaped. The Dou Qi in your body is nearly exhausted, and you're far too weak right now. You need to recover as quickly as possible."
Although Yao Ming had now escaped, centuries of imprisonment had already weakened him to the extreme.
His realm remained, but he could not display the strength he ought to possess at all.
Even a Dou Zun could pose a tremendous threat to him.
Therefore, he had to recover his strength as soon as possible.
"The master is right. Yao Ming thanks the master for saving me, haha!"
Yao Ming clasped his hands with some difficulty, yet his expression was exceedingly exhilarated.
He had finally escaped his confinement. The joy in his