Min Huo and the others are not in the Saint Realm; they cannot use divine thoughts to communicate. Their conversations are easily overheard by those in the Saint Realm.
So, they stopped talking and decided to find a secluded place to carefully plan.
Just as they were about to move.
"Swish!"
The six of them only felt a flash before their eyes, and then saw a figure suddenly appear.
Everyone was shocked, cold sweat almost dripping down. Anyone who can approach them silently must be a martial artist in the Saint Realm.
"Hall Master Jing Yan?" In their panic, they took a closer look and discovered to their surprise that the one who had just appeared was Jing Yan, someone they hadn't seen for decades.
Since Jing Yan left the Heavenly Origin Continent and entered Despair Abyss, indeed decades had passed.
"Hall Masters." Jing Yan nodded towards the six people.
"Lord Jing Yan, how... how did you appear here?" Kui Long's expression was exaggerated.
