"Okay, be careful," Jiaoqiu replied, and quickly left with Xueyi.
"So, now it's just you and me." Hanxing clenched his fist, and Netherworld shot out, firmly planting himself on the ground. A huge green domain then unfolded, blocking the other Borisin soldiers outside.
"Not bad, I'll give you one last chance. Leave now, and I might spare your life," Hoolay laughed.
"I already said, it's not necessary." The moment the voice fell, Hanxing's figure vanished from the spot, and the black and white sphere in her hand flew out instantly, blasting a huge hole in Hoolay's body.
"Hmm--It really is a hopping bug." Hoolay's wounds healed at a visible speed, and he slapped Hanxing, who hadn't yet landed, with one claw. Hanxing's body flew backward and crashed heavily against the wall, but turned into a wisp of light and disappeared.
"Not bad, I thought you were pretty stupid, though you weren't much better--" Hanxing's true figure slowly emerged from the shadows, while Hoolay's body burst into flames.
"You lowly beast..." Hoolay roared, drawing a curved sword from its sheath and charging forward. He slashed out, crashing head-on into the golden shield, halting its advance.
"Your strength is still considerable, keep attacking me!" Hanxing laughed arrogantly. Hoolay's scimitar slashed at it again and again, but it was like seawater trying to shake a reef, having no effect whatsoever.
"Fine, I'll play with you a little longer." As the words fell, the golden shield vanished abruptly. Just as the scimitar was about to touch Hanxing's body, Han Xing disappeared. In its place, blood splattered from Hoolay's eyes.
The Blade of Ending appeared in his hand without him even noticing; where the blade flashed, blood splattered everywhere. With each draw and sheath, several more wounds appeared on Hoolay's body.
"Damn it... We still don't know what the situation is outside. If we're held up here and the general of the Xianzhou Ship returns to reinforce, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Hoolay cursed inwardly, gathering his strength to unleash a sword aura, which Hanxing easily dodged, but it crashed heavily into the inner shell of the domain.
"Not good!" Hanxing thought to himself. A huge crack spread rapidly from the point of impact, until it filled the entire space and was shattered.
"Lord Hoolay, over here!" Mo Modu shouted from afar. Hoolay unleashed another sword aura, and in the instant Hanxing was distracted in defending it, Modu threw out a bamboo tube, and the area instantly filled with smoke. Just as Hanxing went to look for it again, Borisin and Hoolay had already disappeared.
"Damn... they worked out pretty well." Hanxing muttered to himself, then sent a message to Qiong: " Hoolay has successfully escaped from prison. Let's see if we can stop him!"
"That's all I can do. The rest is up to you, Trailblazer." Hanxing exhaled a breath of stale air and said nothing more.
"Do you know the person who just saved us?" Xueyi and Jiaoqiu stopped to catch their breath after running out of the blast radius. Xueyi suddenly asked Jiaoqiu.
"I don't know him," Jiaoqiu replied honestly. "However, the most urgent matter now is to go back and report to the three generals; only they can resolve this issue."
"But... the person left down there..." Xueyi mentioned it briefly, then stopped talking.
Jiaoqiu sighed softly after hearing this, "We don't have time to worry about him. He dared to stand in front of Hoolay to buy us time, so he should be able to protect himself, right?"
"... This is the only way." Xueyi nodded in agreement. "If he really dies here because of this, let's build him a cenotaph..."
At this moment, Hoolay and his group hid in a secluded corner of the Prison of Deep Seclusion.
"How many times has Qingqiu rotated since the last hunt? Du Lan! Tell me your name!" Hoolay's majestic voice rang out, his gaze fixed on Modu.
"Great Hoolay Khan, enemy of the Foxian, hunter of all beings." Modu's tone was filled with respect. "I am but a lowly advisor in the Rhinoceros Hound Pack. Perhaps one of the most insignificant offspring of your bloodline, my name Modu. It has been at least seven hundred years since you last led my people across the starry seas. Seeing you still as cunning and astute as ever fills me with boundless joy."
"Oh? Then tell me, Inquisitor," Hoolay's voice was laced with anger, "Why did such a formidable enemy appear before me right after my release from prison, and delay me for so long?"
"This... is just a minor accident—" Modu's voice trembled as he said, "It's just a trivial mishap in the escape plan, nothing serious."
"Seven hundred years... seven hundred years have passed," Hoolay's voice sighed, "Why did you, Du Lan's brat, grow up to look like this? Answer me, Modu, why did you grow up to look like our most despicable slave and enemy— the Foxian?"
"I have been sent to release you from that abominable prison. This is the will of Saih jiyaa (fate)." The words of the Modu became respectful again. "For this, I had to take a potion, don the skin of a lowly beast, and use disguise to confront their hypocrisy."
"Since you have a plan to escape, then tell me, what are the next steps to take to leave this enormous celestial ship?" Hoolay's attention shifted to the most important thing.
"My brothers and I will seal the prison doors and suffocate the guards inside. That way, we can get a breather for a while." Modu explained the entire plan in detail, "Those brothers who are disguised like me will prepare boats for your escape. According to the plan, we have a total of two hours to leave here."
"I originally planned to carry out the rescue plan tomorrow, but they intend to send you to the Yaoqing Xianzhou for imprisonment. I must seize this opportunity to free you."
"A reckless and foolish plan! You idiot!" Hoolay was once again enraged by the plan. "Even with a ship, our chances of escaping are far less than the chances of the Foxian escaping my claws!"
Modu steeled his resolve and said directly, "To save you, we have no other choice! The Angel of the Lord of Longevity sent me here said, [Only your return can end the Borisin ]. All the brothers on this journey are prepared to sacrifice themselves—as long as you can leave this place!"
"For a cunning and cowardly survivor like you to display such almost foolish bravery in your plan," Hoolay unusually remarked with praise. "You will get what you want... all the bastards of Du Lan will get what they want."
"Well then, sir, we should go now," Modu reminded him.
"Before you leave, give me one of the potions you've taken," Hoolay suddenly said.