On the cliff, two figures stood, one of whom was the white-robed man who had conversed with the Dark Battle Emperor before, and the other was disheveled and clad in tattered red robes, his hands bound by iron chains with talisman papers stuck to his back, fluttering as the sea breeze swept through his messy hair.
"The Saint King of the Celestial Order, what are your thoughts upon seeing my plight?" the man in chains asked, his expression detached and his gaze as deep as a secluded well.
The white-robed man known as the Saint King of the Celestial Order responded expressionlessly, "I'm even more grateful. The Dao Void Profound Immortal is very strong, and the Saint King stands very high, but the higher you are, the more cautious you must be in your actions, because you have even more enemies."
Hearing this, the Great Nether Saint King closed his eyes and smiled.
The Great Nether Saint King raised his hand slightly, and the chains jangled crisply.
