"My lord, the three days are almost up. Out here, we don't even know whether the First Sect Master Ancestor is safe," one of Fu Ling's subordinates said.
Huo Lian had pursued the First Sect Master, and they were eager to know the outcome.
But for something like this, they could only wait for the Ghost Spirit Sect's investigation afterward.
"Does that even need asking? Huo Lian is formidable, but who is our Ancestor? He'll definitely be fine. Right now, I just want to know whether Elder Fan has returned to the sect. If he has, orders should come down soon telling us to go back, shouldn't they?" another man said.
They did not want to stay here. It was far too dull.
They had already felt rather disgruntled when they were first sent here.
At the time, they had not known quite when the Ghost Capital would appear. In the worst case, it would not appear for several years.
That would mean staying here for several years, which to them was nothing short of torture.
Now things were better. To their surprise, the Ghost Capital had opened just a few days after they arrived.
This was exactly what they had hoped to see.
Before Fu Ling could answer them, everyone's heart suddenly jolted.
Their gazes all shot toward the Ghost Capital. "Huang Xiao?" Fu Ling's eyes widened.
He had never expected Huang Xiao to stand before them alive and well.
He was not dead at all. If there was any change, Fu Ling felt that the brat's aura seemed somewhat weaker than three days ago.
"Huang Xiao, to think you're still alive. Surrender quietly, then, and spare yourself some physical suffering!" Fu Ling shouted as he charged at Huang Xiao.
The moment Huang Xiao emerged, he froze.
He could