In the Dragon Soul Secret Realm, all the cultivators who had followed them in were trapped, and many met a tragic end.
As Chen Pingping was on his way back, he passed by the Emperor Son and Emperor Tian of the Purple Gold Divine Clan. He paused and asked in surprise, "Emperor Son, why are you here?"
"Just passing by..." the Emperor Son replied with a faint smile.
Despite his tattered clothes, messy hair, and face smeared with dirt, looking utterly disheveled and wretched, he still responded calmly to Chen Pingping's question, maintaining the refined poise and composure befitting an Emperor Son.
He couldn't possibly admit that he had come all this way just to kill Chen Pingping, and he'd be even less likely to admit that he was trapped here.
Emperor Tian beside him was extremely anxious. On one hand, he hoped Chen Pingping would rescue them; on the other, he wished this fellow would just scram.
It was just too humiliating.
"You're...?" Chen Pingping frowned.
