Now that his mind was made up, Su Fan untied the ancient Communication Formation Disk from his waist and sent a message to Chen Qingxuan.
"Senior Brother Qingxuan... I've come out of seclusion..."
The message had been sent for no more than three breaths when the Communication Formation Disk began to tremble faintly.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother. I'll come over to see you right away..." Chen Qingxuan's reply carried a hint of urgency and delight.
Dusk closed in from all directions. The setting sun was like blood, staining the horizon a dark, dusky crimson.
Chen Qingxuan brought Venerable Yunmi and dozens of other Integration Stage old monsters, breaking through the dusk and landing outside the valley where Su Fan was.
Although the dozens of Integration Stage auras had been restrained with all their might, they still made the spiritual energy around the valley tremble. The grass and trees drooped low, as though in awe.
Everyone entered the lavish hall deep within the Cave Mansion. Candle flames swayed inside, casting mottled shadows.
Su Fan raised a hand and summoned Li Chongxiu and several other women from the Portable Secret Realm. After smoothing their robes and bowing in salute, they quietly burned incense and brewed tea at the side.
The fragrance of tea rose in wisps, yet it could not conceal the faint gravity filling the hall.
"Fellow Daoists, while I was recovering from my injuries, I received your wholehearted assistance. Su Fan will remember this kindness forever. Please accept my bow..."
As his voice fell, Su Fan rose from his seat and deeply cupped his hands toward everyone in the hall, bending at the waist with a sincere attitude.
Chen Qingxuan, Venerable Yunmi, and the others were startled. They all moved at once, hurriedly rising to return the salute, their sleeves snapping