Half a day later.
Hong Miao and Baiyu were imprisoned in the underground chamber of the Misty Sect, sealed by countless layers of restrictions, making it impossible for even those at the Heavenly Saint Realm to escape.
"So many restrictions!"
"They sure think highly of us, don't they?"
"Husband, I'm scared!"
"Don't be afraid, dear. Even if we die, I'll die with you, so you won't be alone."
"...Screw you, who wants to die with you, you damn turtle! It's all your fault for insisting on going against the Misty Sect."
"What did you say? You shrew! If it weren't for your dumb idea, would I have blown up my own body? It's all your fault!"
"It's your fault!"
"No, it's your fault!"
The couple cursed at each other from afar, their faces twisted with anger, as if they wanted to devour each other.
Elders' Hall.
