Xiao Yan frowned as he watched the withered figure struggle endlessly beneath the restraints of the chains. After a long while, he finally asked, "Who are you? Why are you imprisoned here?"
"Huff... huff..."
The skeletal figure's earlier struggle seemed to have drained much of his strength, leaving his breathing somewhat ragged. Xiao Yan could sense an extremely frigid energy continuously flowing from the four massive chains, consuming the man's Dou Qi and keeping him in a state of utter weakness. Yet it did not take his life, only forced him to linger on in this perpetual depletion.
The person who imprisoned this fellow was truly vicious. This was far crueler than simply killing him...
A trace of surprise flashed through Xiao Yan's heart. He had not expected to encounter such a strange matter at the bottom of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs.
"I am the clan leader of the Nine Nether Nether Python Clan, Yao Ming..."
Facing Xiao Yan's question, the skeletal figure panted for a moment before finally speaking. His voice was extraordinarily hoarse, like gravel scraping across glass, unbearably harsh to the ear.
"Save me. As long as you get me out of here, I'll agree to anything you ask!"
The man calling himself Yao Ming stared at Xiao Yan with an almost pleading gaze.
"The clan leader of the Nine Nether Nether Python Clan?"
Xiao Yan frowned, but remained unmoved. "As far as I know, the current clan leader of the Nine Nether Nether Python Clan should be someone called Yao Xiaotian, shouldn't it?"
"That bastard, that dog-born bastard! He used a vile scheme to seize my position and sealed me at the bottom of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs! Ah! That beast made me endure hundreds of years of this frigid torment! If I am