"Is it over?"
Seeing Yang Xiao open his eyes, Elder Long let out a faint sigh of relief.
Although he had intervened and sensed that the Netherworld Erosion Demon Venerable was dead, he had no idea what condition Yang Xiao was in.
Especially a moment ago. The Divine-Demonic Stele had suddenly flown away, and Yang Xiao had been completely motionless. The sight had given him a huge scare.
"Yes. Thank you for your help, Elder Long. If not for you, I'm afraid this would have been the end for me."
Yang Xiao's face was filled with gratitude.
Elder Long, however, waved his hand and said with a chuckle, "This old dragon has his selfish reasons, too. It's rare to meet a junior I find agreeable, especially one willing to help me out. How could I possibly stand by and watch you die?"
"You're too kind, Elder Long. But rest assured, I will do everything in my power to accomplish the task you've entrusted to me. I will not break my promise."
Yang Xiao said with great solemnity.
