Within the mountain.
Blindfish's body was covered with blood, and he was currently tied to that pillar. Ever since the day he had arrived in this hellish place, he had lost all hope. Currently, he was currently grinding his teeth, enduring the pain while taunting them, "Is that all you got? Harder, hit me harder. Come at me, boy. Didn't you drink enough milk when you were a lad?"
Suddenly…
"Your young master Ji Ning will soon be coming to keep you company! Hahaha…" That laughter rang towards them.
"Ji Ning!" The bearded Blindfish's body trembled, and then he roared hoarsely with all his might, "Young master Ji Ning, hurry and flee! There is an Immortal practitioner here developing an evil magic treasure!"
Ji Jadewich, also bound by Blindfish's side, had been holding his head down, exhausted, but now his spirit was roused, and he raised his head as well. He murmured: "Ji Ning? Ji Ning?"
