In the midst of Five Dragon Mountain, trees concealed the sky with a dazzling array.
Outside a cave, a small Daoist clad in dark cyan robes, with a striking appearance, was in conversation.
A deep voice rang out.
"You've arrived?"
Jin Xu's clear voice responded.
"I've arrived."
"You shouldn't have come."
"But I'm already here."
"What have you come for?"
"I've come to save someone."
"Save whom?"
"Save the one who needs to be saved."
"Who needs to be saved?"
"Are you going to open up or not?"
Jin Xu was losing patience with the Bronze Gate before him, his right hand crackling with Golden Thunderbolt.
If breaking this door would not also possibly kill Zhao Qian inside the cave, he would have blasted this door with his power long ago.
"Calm down, little Daoist master. The old man's Life Soul inside the cave is bound with me; if I break, he won't survive either!"
