451 Impasse! (2/2)

It had to be true because Mr. Nian's voice vanished as well.

It looked like these two people were cautious men. Even though they were in such an isolated area, they had still chosen to communicate voicelessly.

Yun Yang was more curious about who the person was, to initiate such a reaction from Mr. Nian.

Although the person was showing signs of being an enemy, most probably a foe rather than a friend of Yun Yang, the current situation was already so bad anyway that it did not actually matter if there was an additional enemy. This was especially true when this person's presence would have no positive bearing on his current state of being.

Yun Yang forcefully calmed himself down, focusing the meager remnants of his deific consciousness and concentrating them to sense the ripple of divine energy in the air above; for a moment, his thoughts ran wild.

The reason Yun Yang had done so was that Mr. Nian had not unleashed any bit of his devastating power during the course of the conversation; it was the most relaxed moment he had enjoyed since he had been cornered.

Emmie promptly used the chance to deliver a jolt of the energy of vitality. With the rare opportunity, Yun Yang perked up as well and absorbed as much of it as he could to recover himself. Even if he dared not attempt an escape now, he could maximize his reserves to continue struggling against Mr. Nian after a period of rest.

With that gap for recovery, Yun Yang gingerly probed his own condition only to realize with a shock that he was like a desert that had been parched for a century. The endless life force gushed in like a tsunami but was absorbed immediately without any significant improvement in his condition.

This went on for about half the time needed to make tea. Only then did he feel himself revive slightly, but he was still extremely weak. The deific consciousness in the air was still rippling, a sign that both parties were still talking and the situation had yet to return to the point where Mr. Nian had his grip tight on Yun Yang.

Yun Yang wondered what the two of them were talking about for so long. He was growing curious about who the person was.

There were not many people in the world who could engage in such a conversation with Mr. Nian. Yun Yang had a sudden, odd sensation; the person who had suddenly appeared might only be significantly related to him, other than having an important status.

Suddenly, the ripples in the divine energy faded away, but the swooshing sound increased in intensity. Yun Yang was acutely aware of this reality.

Was his doomsday finally at hand?

The newcomer's ability was very strong; despite not being on par with Mr. Nian, it came rather close. With such power at his disposal, it would be much easier for Mr. Nian to target him. Yun Yang had only managed to get a breather now, there was no way he could escape.

The anticipated cutting sword air did not appear, instead, the swooshing noises of flying objects were incessant. The both of them were obviously doing something at an incredible speed.

What could they possibly be doing?

There was only one answer and Yun Yang had finally figured it out, to his utter dismay – they were constructing a Spiritual Restraining Formation!

Yun Yang was utterly without hope now. He initially held on to the slimmest of possibilities, but at this stage, it was truly the last straw; his final destination had come after all!

Mr. Nian had kept watch here for a month and had not done so, but this person had come for only a quarter of an hour before efficiently setting up an inescapable trap.

It seemed that this course of action was triggered by this person's suggestion.

Oh, God!

”Emmie!”

”Aya…ya?”

”Is there any way to boost my life force instantaneously and escalate the growth of my cultivation base?” Yun Yang asked anxiously.

This was the only thing he could think of now; he knew that it was a ridiculous request, but he had still posed the question, hoping against hope that he would be pleasantly surprised.

It was truly his last hope!

He had hoped to wait for an intervention; it had not happened. Instead, he had merely waited in vain only for a strong opponent to arrive.

As such, even if Ling Xiaozui had come, there would not be much help to him. The only way out now was to seek life through death, clinging to faith despite the despair.

”A… ya… ya…”

Emmie was acting strangely; it did not rubbish the possibility but was oddly hesitant.

Yun Yang grew more anxious then, urging, ”Is there or is there not? There really isn't any other way now. If I can't push my cultivation base up and escape, only death waits for me!”

”If I die, you'll die too! Why do you still hesitate?”

However, Emmie remained uncertain and did not answer his question immediately.