"Damn it... Once I get out, I'll slaughter the Liu Family."
Watching Qingqing's figure completely dissipate, Taiyuan gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, his eyes brimming with towering hatred.
"The Liu Family has an eighth-layer Golden Immortal guarding it. Even if you get out, you'll only be walking into death. Stop boasting and think about how to escape."
"If this continues, we'll all be refined to death."
The only remaining woman rolled her eyes at Taiyuan and spoke weakly.
Taiyuan gritted his teeth and began circulating his cultivation technique. The divine inscriptions on the chains covering his body were already almost gone.
Once those divine inscriptions were completely worn away, he would be able to break free.
However, in the next moment, a figure silently appeared before Taichu.
"I thought you were dead. Never expected you'd ended up in such a sorry state—worse than being dead."
As a cold voice entered his ears, Taiyuan froze, then slowly raised his head.
When he saw who had come, his eyes widened in disbelief. He blinked hard several times.
"Th-this..."
After repeatedly confirming that he had not seen wrong, Taiyuan was so excited he could not even speak.
"Mas... Master, I never thought I'd see you again, Master..."
For a moment, Taiyuan burst into tears before Ye Lin. Bound all over by chains, he could only struggle desperately.
Ye Lin let out a helpless sigh.
Fortunately, he had remembered this fellow. If he had come a year later, this kid would probably have been gone.
In the next instant, the chains binding Taiyuan snapped apart inch by inch, and the flames filling this space vanished in an instant.
The moment he was free, Taiyuan rushed forward and hugged Ye Lin.
"Master, your disciple almost thought I'd never see you again in