"Farewell, Senior."
After saying that, Yang Yuanhong hoisted Old Demon of Dragon Slaying over his shoulder, turned to gather up the scattered Dragon Capturing Net, then sped toward the depths of the abyssal sea below.
Although his punch this time had not caused much of a commotion, the rolling sea currents stirred up when the cultivator surnamed Qin borrowed their force had surely alerted the demonic cultivators above Niliu Abyss.
After all, this place was still Demon Sect territory. With such a disturbance, it would not be long before more Demonic Dao cultivators arrived.
He was not worried about other Path Seeking Realm cultivators. Whoever came would only take one punch.
But one could guard against a thousand possibilities and still fear the one exception. If a True Intent Realm demonic cultivator happened to appear, the situation for him and Murong Qiuhan's group would become very unfavorable.
To be safe, it was best to leave this place first.
In this special region containing the returning force of the sea abyss, the pressure multiplied the deeper one went.
By the time they neared the bottom, that force had become terrifying enough to crush a Spiritual Connection Perfection cultivator alive.
To enter this region, one either needed supreme treasures for protection like Murong Qiuhan and the other two, an exceptional Path Seeking Realm physique like Yang Yuanhong's, or mastery of spatial Daoist Magic to isolate the pressure.
Thus, once they entered this region, the four of them would be temporarily safe. Even if the demonic cultivators above the abyss discovered something was amiss, they would not be able to pursue them within a short time.
This period of respite would be enough for their next move.
"Qiuhan pays respects to Dragon Lord. Thank you, Dragon Lord, for saving our lives this time!"