C683 (1/2)

”Heaven's Path?”

Ye Ling was shocked, the Xue Wuya was referring to the Heavenly Dao, if there was a change in the Heavenly Dao, it would be difficult for him to resist, even with his great strength.

The Xue Wuya's words had undoubtedly made him lose his heart, but he was unwilling, his life depended on the heavens. Since he had chosen to defy the heavens, how could he give up halfway?

”How long can Pluto be sealed within Feng Yu's body?” Ye Ling's expression was solemn and cold. He asked the Xue Wuya about the exact time, and did not believe that the Xue Wuya would not know about it.

”At most, less than 1500 years. If Feng Yu suffers an accident or dies, the Immortal Phoenix that was sealed with him will unseal itself. At that time, it will not be long until Pluto revives.”

The Xue Wuya responded with a deep voice. She was a little hesitant when she spoke of everything since there wasn't any chance of success, so she didn't dare to be too sure of it.

”A thousand years?” Ye Ling's brows tightly knitted together. Struggling for one's life at a time, was actually only exchanged for a thousand years of time. This made him feel that it was unfair, and even more so towards Feng Yu.

”Actually, you can try not to stop Pluto from reviving and help Feng Yu take the initiative. If he is still him, it has nothing to do with Pluto's recovery.”

The Xue Wuya was a little hesitant. He had thought about it long ago, but he didn't have the time to explain it to Ye Ling.

”How confident are you?” Ye Ling was naturally moved when he heard it, but hearing the tone of the Xue Wuya, he felt that it was not that simple.

”Level three!” with my help. ”

The success of the third floor was something that he could only achieve with all his strength, but it was still better than not having a single strand of hope.

Ye Ling's expression congealed. How could someone on the third floor possibly take Feng Yu's life to gamble?

At this moment, he was somewhat agitated. He did not want to discuss this matter anymore because the phoenix feathers in front of him had temporarily stabilized. A thousand years was more than enough time for him to think of everything he could think of to find a foolproof solution.

Withdrawing his attention, Ye Ling looked at the still frozen Phoenix Feather. With a wave of his hand, the ice faded, instantly transforming into a cold wave that flew into Ye Ling's body and disappeared.

Feng Yu, who had been unsealed, was actually trembling from head to toe. His complexion was somewhat pale, and his lips were interlocked with each other. He had an extremely cold and impatient expression on his face.

”Ahhh!”

Feng Yu sneezed, then he suddenly opened his eyes and cursed, ”F * ck his mother, I'm freezing to death!”

Seeing that Feng Yu was alright, Ye Ling was relieved. He shook his head and laughed. If not for him sealing Feng Yu with frost, Feng Yu would have already become an unrecognizable king of the underworld.

Emperor Huang, who was at the side, had a strange expression, but when he looked at Feng Yu, he felt a little uneasy.

Now, with Ye Ling's efforts, even with the help of the Xue Wuya, Feng Yu's condition had unexpectedly returned to normal. How could he calm down?

”Boss?” What just happened? ”

”Why do I feel like I fell into an ice cave just now? My entire body shivered from the cold? ”

When Feng Yu woke up, he was completely unaware of what was happening within his body. He could not remember why he was so angry, as he revealed a stupefied expression and asked Ye Ling this question nonstop.

”Nothing.”

”Because of your previous excitement, the seal in your body was triggered. This gives you an illusion.”

Ye Ling shook his head, he did not want to tell Feng Yu the truth. He was deeply afraid that Feng Yu would blame himself for this, which would cause his emotions to drop and cause him to live in the shadow of guilt and regret.

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Feng Yu actually revealed a dazed look. He felt that he was a little confused, and completely did not know whether Ye Ling's words were true or false.

Feng Yu looked at Emperor Huang. Seeing that Emperor Huang's old face was flushed red, and actually had the intention to avoid his gaze, he felt that something was amiss.

”That's right! Where's that bastard Tian Ming? How is Huan Xiong now? ”

When Feng Yu was feeling curious and puzzled, he suddenly thought about how Huan Xiong almost lost his life after being hit by Tian Ming's attack in order to save him. Only then did he remember about the matter between Tian Ming and Huan Xiong.

”Tian Ming should have died here, but he is too cunning, leaving only a strand of red will behind him to escape the enchantment, while Huan Xiong is currently unconscious due to severe injuries, so his life is at ease!”

Ye Ling frowned, raised his hand to rub his nose, and turned to look at the distant Huan Xiong who was unconscious on the ground.

”What?”

”That bastard Tian Ming, actually didn't die?”

Knowing that Tian Ming was not dead, Feng Yu became even more furious. Gritting his teeth, he looked at Huan Xiong with tightly clenched fists.

”Right now, we must consider how we can break through this Spirit Formation.”

While Feng Yu was flustered and exasperated, Emperor Huang raised his head and stared at the barrier above him. Even though Tian Ming was running away now, the barrier was still there.

The barrier surrounded the black coffin in all directions, and the energy that was being released from within was still supplying the barrier. Therefore, Emperor Huang was a little worried, afraid that the Underworld Realm would have another strong Ranker coming over.

”Spirit Formation?” Emperor Huang's reminder allowed Ye Ling to realize the problem of the barrier wind as well. Now that the Ye Family Chamber of Commerce had been razed to the ground, the barrier was completely surrounded by the Netherworld Coffin.

”A single Spirit Formation can directly shatter it. Is there really a need to worry so much?” Feng Yu frowned. Looking at Emperor Huang and Ye Ling's serious expressions, it actually made him feel that it wasn't that difficult.

”Whiz!”

Feng Yu suddenly flew into the air. He raised his hand, and the Sickle of the God of Death appeared. He stared coldly at the barrier, and suddenly exerted strength in his hands. He brandished the Sickle of the God of Death, chopping towards the barrier.

Boom! *

A loud sound rang out and the enchantment suddenly shook. Ripples appeared from within and suddenly spread out, setting off a violent wind and wave, directly pushing Feng Yizhen back.