On the mist-shrouded cliff, it was now evident that the face of this beautiful middle-aged woman showed impatience.
She really didn't want to listen to the old man say those words; if it weren't for the Nine Nether Demon Lord, if he weren't someone of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, this beautiful middle-aged woman would have left long ago.
Sneering at herself, the old man suddenly called the woman's name gently, "Xuan!"
Upon hearing that, the beautiful woman's brows furrowed deeper, clearly disliking the old man's affectionate call.
Then, the old man slowly turned his body, pointing to the bottom of the cliff, and spoke to the dignified beautiful woman:
"Xuan, years ago, the Sacred Land allowed us to train in the Evil Demon Forest, and I was fortunate to be in the same team with you.
If you hadn't acted in time, I would have been swallowed into the belly of the Snow Fang Python by now!
