Su Mo sat cross-legged on the ground in silence, seeming to have lost all will to fight.
Qingxuan was in the High Priest's hands. It was as though his hope had been struck into a bottomless abyss, leaving him unable to pull himself free.
Time slowly passed. Wu Changyuan had already entered a cultivation chamber, while Su Mo remained sitting blankly on the ground.
How was Qingxuan?
He was terribly worried!
Yet there was nothing he could do.
How could he possibly rescue Qingxuan?
If he waited until he possessed the strength of a Martial Saint, who knew how many years would pass? By then, everything would be too late!
Had the High Priest taken Hong Qingxuan away for dual cultivation?
That did not seem very likely!
With the High Priest's Martial Saint realm cultivation, dual cultivating with Qingxuan would have no effect whatsoever unless Qingxuan were first raised to peak Martial Venerable realm cultivation.
Then was the High Priest lusting after Qingxuan's beauty?
That was even less possible!
Given the High Priest's status, position, and cultivation strength, what kind of woman could he not have? With a single beckoning gesture, countless women would throw themselves into his arms.
Although Qingxuan possessed a beauty capable of toppling cities, she was not so beautiful that even the High Priest would covet her.
Then why had the High Priest taken Qingxuan away?
After pondering for a long time, he realized that if he wanted to learn the truth, or even rescue Qingxuan, there was only one way: get close to the High Priest!
But this method was exceedingly dangerous. One misstep, and he would undoubtedly die.
He was not afraid of danger, but the question before him was how he could approach the High Priest.
With his current status, position, and cultivation