"Everyone, please stay calm. I won't hurt you..." Huo Yuhao spoke as he reassured the people before him.
At that moment, Tang Ziran mustered his courage and said, "Sir, we ask for nothing. Please let us go back."
Although Tang Ziran said this, his tone was clearly uneasy. After all, what the other party had displayed already exceeded their understanding. At this moment, they could not tell whether they had just escaped a tiger's jaws only to enter a wolf's den.
Beside Tang Ziran, Lang Yue also watched the other party uneasily, her heart never once settling.
At least so far, however, the other party had shown no intention of killing them. Tang Ziran wondered whether there was still something they needed from them, such as knowledge about Soul Tools.
When he followed Leng Xiao into the Undead Demiplane, Tang Ziran had seen some of their surroundings. Although some of the inhabitants looked human, more were creatures that clearly did not.
The city was inferior to the Sun Moon Federation's major metropolises, but only to the likes of Mingdu; it was still on par with other cities. Tang Ziran had also seen that they used Soul Tools.
This made Tang Ziran suspect that the other party had spared their lives because they wanted to acquire some technology. After everything he had experienced with the Spirit Pagoda, Tang Ziran found it hard to believe that those old laws written on paper could exert any restraint in the face of power.
Of course, ever since that incident in his childhood, Tang Ziran had never put much faith in things written on paper. Now, that feeling had merely deepened.
Hearing Tang Ziran's words, Huo Yuhao nodded and said, "I understand. I won't stop you. I'll let you go home."
In truth, Huo Yuhao