"Hahahaha, Hong Jun, you old bastard, you fell for it again, didn't you?!"
Hearing a sigh come from inside the orb of light, Yang Mei let out a relieved breath and added another jab with a beaming smile.
"You really can't hold your nerve. If you'd just kept quiet for a few more breaths, I might actually have thought you'd escaped!"
"???"
Inside the orb, Hong Jun had just finished sighing when his old face darkened, several black lines appearing on his forehead.
What?
Had that old bastard done it on purpose?
Though Hong Jun knew he was only saying that, he couldn't stop himself from imagining the possibility.
What if?
What if the bastard really had lost patience and opened the seal? Wouldn't he have been able to turn the tables and kill that piece of trash?
Then...
Damn it!
Forget it!
He couldn't think about it!
The more Hong Jun thought about it, the more he wanted to slap himself. How could the dignified Dao Ancestor fall for a trick like that?
Absolutely not!
Meanwhile,
while Yang Mei and Hong Jun were scheming against each other deep inside Zixiao Palace, several figures suddenly appeared beside them.
"Fellow Daoist, could you tell me who you really are?"
"Hm?!!"
Seeing the fake Hong Jun suddenly appear, along with Sect Leader Tongtian and several Saints, Yang Mei's expression changed abruptly. He blurted out,
"How did you find this place?!"
"That's impossible!"
"Not only did I place so many seals here, but I've never opened this place to outsiders. How could you possibly have found it?"
"Was it really that hard to find?"
Hong Jun glanced at the orb of light beside him, then looked behind Yang Mei, where a deep, black vortex stretched down so far that its bottom was nowhere