"What do you mean by that? What designs could we have on him?" the Third Clan Chief demanded, glaring at Huo Lian.
"With the world's foremost Formation Masters here, aren't you tempted?" Huo Lian asked, staring at the four of them.
The four fell silent. When they heard Huo Lian mention Zhu Fancheng's status as a formation master, a thought had naturally surfaced in their minds.
"The seal on the Divine Beast Holy Land has already loosened somewhat. With the world's foremost formation master helping, perhaps breaking the seal would be just around the corner? Isn't that what you're thinking?" Huo Lian continued without waiting for them to speak.
"That's right. We won't deny having that thought. But thinking about it now, since you brought Zhu Fancheng in, we were bound to learn who he was. In that case, you must have taken precautions," the First Clan Chief admitted outright, offering no rebuttal.
"I only hope you understand that leaving now would be no good thing for you," Huo Lian said.
"What a joke. We've been trapped here for ten thousand years. Are you saying staying here forever would actually be good for us?" the Third Clan Chief said with a sneer.
"You think this formation seal is your cage?" Huo Lian pointed outside. "But right now, it's a barrier for you, shielding you from the prying eyes of all manner of ill-intentioned people outside."
The Third Clan Chief sneered again, but said nothing more.
In his view, however ill-intentioned the people outside might be, they were not as despicable as Huo Lian, who threatened them outright.
"The Demon Hall Thousand-Year Period is almost upon us. The great sects and Great Powers will stop at nothing to strengthen their sects and ensure their legacies survive beyond the Thousand-Year Period. If