The long-legged young man named Bian Ziyuan slowly stood up and pointed at the deepest part of the karst cave. "We'll be able to leave this sea area if we keep walking along the road ahead."
Jian Wushuang did not answer him and sat up. Although his face was still pale, his Immortal body had recovered more than half.
There was no kindness without reason. Although Jian Wushuang was still unclear about the current situation, he could vaguely guess that the reason why he was here was related to this young man named Bian Ziyuan.
However, since he was able to save him in front of those black-robed Grand Yan Immortals, he shouldn't have any ill intentions.
Bian Ziyuan seemed to have noticed the coldness in Jian Wushuang's eyes, but he did not care. Instead, he continued, "I found this underwater karst cave back then. It's extremely secretive. I'm afraid I'm the only Yan Immortal who knows about it, so please rest assured."