Li Yan looked at the cultivators below as they scrambled to their feet, then at Zhao Min and the other three, who also bowed slightly to him. They said nothing, but concern shone in their eyes.
His true body had already begun moving outside. Having shaken off the Body Integration cultivator, he no longer needed to devote his entire attention to dealing with him.
Only now could he spare a strand of divine sense. He had to explain certain things clearly to these people, and his voice rose above everyone below.
"I don't know whether you understand what this place is. Time is pressing, so I'll keep this brief.
Yellow Springs City, the entrance to the underworld—that's where I dropped you. I wouldn't call it fortunate, but overall, it wasn't too bad.
A powerful ghost cultivator was approaching you earlier. I've evaded him now, and he's lost his target.
I fell into the underworld and have only just escaped. The sudden disaster we encountered this time wasn't retaliation from the ghosts in that Ghost Domain.
Someone knew our two sects were training in the Ghost Domain. They secretly colluded with high-ranking ghosts of the underworld, and a powerful being from the Netherworld used a mighty ability across realms, ultimately causing us to fall here.
Their aim was to capture all of us and have us die in the underworld. I don't know why.
Stay here and recover from your injuries as quickly as possible. If I don't appear again for a while, it means I'm doing everything I can to find a way to get you out!"
With those brief words, Li Yan's figure vanished in an instant. At the same time, however, his voice rang out through a private transmission in the minds of Zhao Min, Gong Chenying, Bai