"Everyone, we have already left the Hongzhang Mountain Range." A figure flashed into view, and Qin Fengming's voice rang out on the spot.
"We're out! Hahaha... this old man has finally seen daylight again..." A voice that shook the four directions rang out like thunder exploding in a secluded valley.
Saintly Venerable Yu Lei was visibly elated, his face alight with delight.
It was not only him. Juyang and Wood Kui were laughing as well, their voices booming as though they wanted to expel all the gloom of the past two or three hundred thousand years from their chests.
Fairy Yaoxi remained reserved. Though she did not cry out, her charming face had grown even more radiant, revealing the surging blood and qi in her chest and the excitement she could barely contain.
Being trapped for three hundred thousand years—how many spans of three hundred thousand years were there in a cultivator's path to immortality?
"Thank you all for risking your lives to come rescue us this time. Yaoxi has no way to repay you. In the future, should any of you have a request, I will certainly help with all my strength." Fairy Yaoxi bowed to Qin Fengming and the others as she spoke.
Juyang and the other two likewise spoke, their words filled with sincerity.
To the four of them, rescuing them from the Hongzhang Mountain Range was no different from saving their lives. Even someone cold as stone and ruthless by nature would feel gratitude and remember such a debt.
Especially toward Qin Fengming, the four had no idea how to thank him. He was a grandmaster of formations, and his Pill Dao attainment was comparable to that of a Pill Lord Grandmaster of the True Ghost Realm. If he wanted to place a bounty for some