As Xiao Yan captured the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's four Half-Saint experts, a black-robed man's eyes snapped open inside a magnificent hall deep within the Nether Serpent Earth Vein.
"This is bad! A powerful enemy has invaded!"
A flicker of alarm and uncertainty flashed through the black-robed man's eyes.
However, sensing that even the four Half-Saint elders had fallen into the enemy's hands, he dared not rush out to confront them.
"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood!"
The black-robed man hesitated briefly, then waved his hand, tearing a rift in the void.
Just as he was about to step inside, a mocking voice suddenly rang out.
"You must be Yao Xiaotian, chief of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan?"
"What's this? Where do you think you're going?"
Three figures slowly emerged from the spatial rift Yao Xiaotian had opened.
"This..."
"How is this possible?!"
Yao Xiaotian stared at the scene before him, his face draining of color.
He had clearly opened this spatial passage himself. How had these three people come out of it?
Little did he know that the Ancient Void Dragon Clan's talent for manipulating space was unmatched across the continent, and Zi Yan's strength surpassed his by an enormous margin.
With Zi Yan's abilities, how could the spatial fluctuations here possibly escape her notice?
Naturally, they had then followed those fluctuations back to their source: Yao Xiaotian.
In other words, had Yao Xiaotian not tried to flee directly through space, Xiao Yan and his companions might not have found him so quickly.
Looking at the three people before him, Yao Xiaotian swallowed discreetly and offered an ingratiating smile. "I don't know how our Nine Netherworld Python Clan has offended you three. Please be magnanimous and spare me this once."
"If you are