459 Fat to be Slaughtered

"You all… How can you all be here?" Fatty finally got it. "I… am not dead?!"

"You almost are." replied Lonemoon. His eyes fell. He looked at Fatty and said, "What really happened? Who trapped you here? And this array… is it using you for blood sacrifice?"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, then as though he remembered something, his face turned pale immediately. He said hurriedly, "You all should go quickly, leave here. They will… will come back soon."

"Who are you talking about? Divine Imperial Sect?"

"No time to explain." He looked at a passage on the right side with horror, then pushed the three forcefully. "If you don't leave now, you won't be able to. Quickly go! They are many, you can't beat them."

"Someone's here!" Yi Qing suddenly spoke. "Three traveling immortals."

Fatty's paled even more. He looked like the sky had fallen down.

"What should we do?"

"Leave here first!" spoke Lonemoon.