You Ming still did not know that because he had failed to conceal his malice, Cao Yi had already sentenced him to death.
At this moment, he had no choice but to follow Cao Yi's orders and walk back and forth at a steady pace. His Soul Power drained even faster. Half an hour later, his cultivation had dropped by one level, falling from the peak of the Nascent Soul stage back to the late Nascent Soul stage, and his body had faded a little more.
By then, Cao Yi had also grasped a certain pattern. He nodded to Yunxi, who turned her divine sense into threads and dragged the increasingly terrified You Ming into the range of the Hong Energy Shield. Only then did You Ming's expression return to normal. He took out Soul Stones and began absorbing them, hoping to replenish his losses as quickly as possible.
Cao Yi had already begun deducing the formation. Based on the data he had just obtained, he was certain there was a formation here—most likely a composite formation—and he was analyzing its structure.
Yunxi did not rejoin Xun Kun and the others. She merely remained where she was, staring at You Ming as he cultivated. He would still be of great use later.
The surroundings fell into deathly silence. Only gusts of yin wind swept past, stirring up shattered stones across the desolate Gobi. The wind seemed to carry waves of unwilling howls.
It was those howls that startled You Ming into opening his eyes. He then saw Yunxi sitting cross-legged opposite him, her chin propped on her hand. Her almond eyes seemed capable of seeing straight through his divine soul, making him instinctively scoot backward.
"You Ming, what did you hear?"
Yunxi was somewhat bored. Seeing his reaction, she asked