Xiao Hua sighed and said earnestly, "Xie Yuan's kindness to this poor Daoist is as weighty as a mountain. Although her matter now appears very simple—let alone if we went, even Yuan Ya could resolve it—this is not the way to settle cause and effect. To save Xie Yuan, this poor Daoist must go in person!"
Huang Tong clapped his hands and said, "What Fellow Daoist says is exactly right. Though I am you and you are me, Xie Yuan does not know that! She showed you kindness in those years, and we must repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring. You must personally go for this matter!"
"It is only that if this poor Daoist goes, she will have to suffer in the grand formation a while longer!" Xiao Hua said with a bitter smile. "That was also what this poor Daoist thought that day!"
"Once the matters of Million Meng Mountain are settled, we can directly use spatial escape techniques..." Huang Tong persuaded him. "It will not take much time. Besides, Xie Yuan has already been trapped in the grand formation for several hundred years. A few more days will make no difference to her!"
"Mm..." Xiao Hua suddenly felt restless and irritable. Looking into the distance, he said, "Why has Zi Ming not come out yet?"
"It has only been a little less than half an hour. Do not be anxious, Fellow Daoist!" Huang Tong said, glancing at the silent Wu Daoist.
At that moment, Wu Daoist suddenly raised his head and said to Xiao Hua, "This poor Daoist will go see whether there are any traces of Buddhist formations..."
"I shall trouble you, Fellow Daoist!" Xiao Hua nodded.
Wu Daoist swayed and did not use any spatial escape technique, merely flying slowly toward the