"Many thanks, fellow Daoists." The leading immortal general, Zhu Yuqing, nodded, gratitude showing on his lean face.
"Senior Brother, the man in the lead seems to be Honghao, the Eastern Saint of Alchemy whom the Yuxuan Heavenly Court has been hunting." The slender woman beside him, Ye Tong, whose eyes were pale blue, secretly sent Zhu Yuqing a voice transmission.
"This has nothing to do with us. Whoever he is, as long as he can help us escape our current predicament, that's enough. We have to find a way to get some of our people out. Otherwise, the Nethercheng Army will vanish on our watch. How could we face our master then?" Zhu Yuqing replied dismissively.
"Once we escape this place, should we find a way to notify the Yuxuan Heavenly Court?" asked the brocade-robed man, who bore some resemblance to Ye Tong. He seemed rather tempted. Though the Netherluo Heavenly Court hadn't offered a particularly large bounty for Lu Xiaotian, they could still earn a handsome reward by capturing him—or even just by passing word to the Yuxuan Heavenly Court, with whom they had closer ties.
"Honghao and the Yuxuan Heavenly Court are the ones with a grudge against the Eastern Saint of Alchemy. It has little to do with us. You two had better not entertain any crooked ideas. The Eastern Saint of Alchemy has survived repeated ambushes by two Heavenly Courts; that's no mere stroke of luck. The Sea Soul Palace is far more perilous than either of us can imagine. We'd be lucky just to find a way out. Don't get greedy and end up dragging yourselves down with it."
Zhu Yuqing privately rejected Ye Jian's suggestion. Right now, he didn't dare ask for anything more than getting as many of his capable subordinate Earthly Immortal