With each step he took, the Shackles began to CLATTER, echoing endlessly within the Cave.
"HEH HEH HEH HEH, after so many years, I can finally leave this Ghostly Place."
The shadowy figure walked step by step toward the Cave Entrance. His Shackles, like extensions of his own body, flailed wildly behind him. Two chains even wrapped around his legs, lifting him and carrying him slowly out of the Cave Entrance.
Outside, there was still plenty of Snow lying around, and a cold wind blew, scattering many snowflakes.
The figure at the Cave Entrance stood still, breathing heavily, his dirt-stained face filled with greed and excitement.
After Half a Moment, the figure suddenly raised his head and howled, "HA HA HA HA, Sun Yaoci, you wretch, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm still alive. The damned heavens don't want me dead yet!"
"Wait for me! Wait for me to rise again! I'll make sure all you traitorous Immortals meet a graveless death!"
