"Long-Long Chuan?"
The name was familiar, though she had not heard it in some time.
The voice was familiar too, but it had likewise been a long time since she had heard it.
For the speaker was none other than Long Liuli of the Horned Dragon Clan.
"Yes."
Long Liuli looked at Dong Qian, who had only just arrived, and nodded slightly, her brows creasing. "Didn't he escape from the spatial rift with you back then?"
"The clan never received any news of him afterward. Do you know where he went?"
Long Liuli asked in all seriousness.
This truly had been one of the great unsolved mysteries troubling the Horned Dragon Clan in recent years.
Long Chuan's Soul Lamp had gone out, yet every indication suggested that he was still alive.
Even the Horned Dragon Clan's clan spirit had said so.
But no matter what anyone said, Long Chuan's disappearance remained a fact.
"You haven't heard from him either?"
Dong Qian lowered her head, her gaze complicated and even a little despondent.
"No-his Soul Lamp has gone out. What on earth happened, Sister Dong?"
Having finally heard something about Long Chuan, Long Liuli could hardly help growing impatient.
"I don't know either."
Dong Qian drew a deep breath before lifting her head with a bitter smile. "After we escaped to Demon East back then, he suddenly said he wanted to go to the Southern Demonlands alone. He wouldn't let me follow."
"No matter how I tried to dissuade him, it was no use. In the end, he left me behind and went to the Southern Demonlands by himself. I could only return to my clan afterward, and I never heard from him again."
"He went to the Southern Demonlands alone, then-"
Long Liuli's instinctive reaction was that the Phoenix Clan