While Xiao Yan was deep in the tiger's den, elsewhere things stood differently.
"Strange, why can't I connect with the soul imprint on Lord Xiao Yan anymore?" Inside an inn in Tianxuan City within the Tianxuan Mountain Range, located very close to the imperial palace, Lin Hao opened the window and looked at the imperial palace courtyard not far away, muttering to himself.
As early as when the two of them split up to act independently, they had each left behind their respective soul power in order to transmit messages. Yet now, when Lin Hao tried to contact Xiao Yan, there was not the slightest news. Coupled with Lin Hao's numerous concerns, his brows furrowed tightly for a moment.
"I can't keep waiting like this; this matter must be reported to the Princess." Standing once more at the edge of the inn to look at the silent imperial palace courtyard, Lin Hao's figure vanished, heading straight for their base camp. This kind of matter had to be told to the Princess as soon as possible, and furthermore, ever since the two of them split up to act, Lin Hao had felt restless in his mind, fearing that some major event was happening.
"This underground palace is probably located several thousand meters beneath Tianxuan City, and the surrounding stone walls possess extremely formidable imprisonments. Even if I were to use the Holy Flame Fire as a detonation point, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to blast it open either..." Xiao Yan continuously dodged the pursuit of the surrounding powerhouses, yet his soul power was like a withered spring at this point, his internal aura even more withered. Any ordinary five-star Dou Xian would be enough to completely obliterate Xiao Yan.
"Go check over here!"
"There are too many passages, and I