"Oh, I see," Huo Lian said. "But to me, Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly's emergence was an unexpected delight. When I thought about who would help deal with that old bastard, the first Hall Master, she wasn't among them. Back then, I didn't even know she was still alive. That makes her an additional source of help."
"Ridiculous. You think the people you'd already joined forces with could deal with Old Demon?" Feng He understood what Huo Lian meant and spoke with some disdain.
"No, I've never thought we were a match for that old bastard. We were simply going to give it our all. With Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly, we have another measure of hope. Of course, if you joined us, our side would be even stronger." Huo Lian stared at Feng He. "The divine might of the Imperishability Chapter may be unfathomable, but as a person, his strength must have a limit. Even if we fail, I want to see just where the limits of the Imperishability Chapter lie. Aren't you curious?"
Feng He fell silent. He found that Huo Lian's fighting spirit was extraordinarily high.
In truth, Feng He still did not know that Huo Lian had practically no way out.
As things stood, returning to the Central Plains was still a very difficult path to take. He had too little time.
Since there was no retreat, he could only stake his life on one desperate struggle.
"Or did that old bastard scare the courage out of you ten thousand years ago?" Huo Lian could not help scoffing. "Ten thousand years have passed, and it seems you haven't made the slightest progress."
"Huo Lian, this old man's affairs aren't for you to lecture me about!" Feng He roared angrily.
He had put up with Huo Lian for a long time.