"Junior Brother, Xiao Yun Sect is not dead. They must have laid other traps as well. I fear the other three sects have also fallen for them. They have plotted this with such painstaking care—it is truly perilous.
"But we need not return there at once. After this battle, they will certainly have to make new plans.
"And Xiao Yun Sect was badly injured by you. They will need time to recuperate. We still have time; let us first settle the matters at hand."
True Lord Qianzhong said with a smile, still wearing that calm, unhurried expression, as light as drifting clouds and gentle winds.
Even earlier, when he had been trapped in that desperate space devoid of five-element spiritual qi and had seen Dong Fuyi and Pei Buchong, he had remained the same.
"Of course, both you and I were deceived on this trip. I must hurry back and check on that somewhat foolish, headstrong youngster. I hope he has not met his end."
Ever since leaving that deathtrap, True Lord Qianzhong had been sensing certain matters within his mind. After a brief discussion with Dong Fuyi, he immediately decided to leave this place first.
They simply tore through space and flew straight toward the Desolate Moon Continent. They had already been traveling for several months.
But just then, the yellow-robed Daoist's expression suddenly shifted.
"Li Yan, was it? The strand of Divine Thought I left behind on the Lost Continent seems to have news of him. I was trapped in that deathtrap before and could not sense it.
"Now that we are out, and as we move farther from the Northern Ice Continent, I have regained a faint connection, though it is still rather vague. We should head to the Lost Continent first. Perhaps we can obtain accurate