A shichen passed in the blink of an eye.
Outside the abyss.
Elder Liu was currently at the Fire Lotus Saint Sect's camp.
Outside a tent, a disciple of the Heavenly Nether Sect stood respectfully, his expression tense.
He slightly bowed, speaking to the inside of the tent, "Elder Liu, the gale below the abyss has been dispersed; should we go down?" His voice was steady and respectful, not daring to show any slackness.
However, he soon heard unspeakable sounds coming from inside the tent.
"Your skills are indeed impressive; it seems I wasn't wrong about you. It's worth it to spare your life." Elder Liu's old and hoarse voice came, chilling those who heard it.
"As long as the elder is pleased." Su Yun's obsequious voice followed, filled with flattery and humility.
The Heavenly Nether Sect disciple outside the tent heard this, stunned in place, his mouth slightly twitching, already guessing what unspeakable events might be occurring inside the tent.
