"Huh?"
Sect Leader Tongtian raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Senior Brother, at a time like this, you're still protecting him?"
"I'm not!!"
Yuanshi Tianzun looked as aggrieved as a two-hundred-jin child. "Junior Brother, Master, can't you just believe me this once? I really don't know who he is!"
"Then why did you save him?"
Sect Leader Tongtian's expression turned cold. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "If it weren't for you, you bastard, how could he have escaped from my Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation?"
"I—I just misunderstood, didn't I?!"
Yuanshi grew even more frustrated. He glanced secretly at Hong Jun's impassive face, then explained bitterly, "We've been used to spending time together. Who could've guessed he was a fake? Otherwise, otherwise, how could I have let him get away?"
"Enough!"
Hong Jun waved his hand impatiently. "Where could he run? Even if I have to turn the Great Desolation upside down, I'll find that bastard this time... and grind his bones to dust!"
"Where are you going to look?"
Sect Leader Tongtian pursed his lips in disbelief. How vast was the Great Desolation? And how vast was Chaos? The man could hide in some small world in Chaos, and even if they searched for tens of thousands of years, they might not find him!
"This..."
Hong Jun faltered. If the man were still in the Great Desolation, he was ninety-nine percent certain he could find him.
But if he had hidden in Chaos...
"Master, Grandmaster!"
Just as the two fell silent, Xuanming couldn't take it any longer. He stepped forward and interjected, "Have you forgotten someone?"
"Who?"
Sect Leader Tongtian hurriedly turned to look. "Xuanming, do you have an idea? Speak up!"
"It's simple!"
Xuanming spread his hands, amused. "Master, have you forgotten? We just need to find the real Master