"Falling Soul Abyss? What are you doing here?" The Second Prince looked at the secluded, gloomy Ghostly Soul Mountain Range before him and asked.
"That's not something a servant should ask. Lead the way." Hua Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back and gave the order.
The Second Prince gritted his teeth and strode forward with a cold expression.
The Fourth Prince walked alongside him and sent a voice transmission. "Second Brother, have you managed to contact the clan? For some reason, my plea for help sank like a stone into the sea. No one has answered."
The Second Prince's brows furrowed into a deep crease. "Same here."
Neither of them understood why the Sacred Dragon Clan was ignoring their pleas for help.
With their status, how could no one come for them after they'd been captured?
"Should we ask Father for help?" The Fourth Prince sighed.
He didn't dare bring it up.
After all, he'd been suppressed by a Heavenly Prodigy of the same realm. If he lost and then asked his father for help, the Sacred Dragon Emperor would probably find it humiliating.
"Maybe they're busy because the High-Level Heavenly Vault has appeared. Fourth Brother, don't panic. We just need to endure. We're the children of a Hegemon Grade power, and the Dragon Emperor's blood flows through our veins. We won't die easily."
"Besides, I don't believe he'd dare kill us."
The Fourth Prince nodded.
For now, all they could do was wait.
Hua Yunfei watched the two from behind. He heard every word of their voice transmission.
Actually, he was curious too. Why hadn't the Sacred Dragon Clan reacted?
He'd even made the Sacred Dragon Emperor's own son pull his carriage. By rights, the Sacred Dragon Clan, which cared most about its face and dignity, shouldn't