"Damn, damn, damn! You lowly dog! I'll tear you limb from limb!"
Thousands of miles away, in a directionless forest, Ye Yinghuan lay on a bed of rotting leaves, pale-faced and utterly weak, his true qi completely drained. His whole body trembled.
His eyes nearly blazed with fury, and his fists clenched so tightly they kept cracking.
Everything that had just happened had completely shattered him.
If he hadn't still had a Life-Saving Magic Treasure, that terrifying Extinction Aura would surely have killed him on the spot.
But using the treasure came at a tremendous cost. Every last trace of true qi had been drained from his body, leaving him at his weakest. He couldn't even fly.
And the treasure had transported him to a random location. He had no idea where he was now, much less any way to rush back and catch that bastard.
Watching that bastard with the spear steal the treasure right before his eyes and leave him in such a wretched state filled him with an irrepressible sense of humiliation.
"Unforgivable humiliation! Utter humiliation!"
He roared under his breath, having already placed Ye Kang on his kill list.
But the biggest problem was that he had no idea who the other man was—or even how many layers of disguise he was wearing.
Meanwhile, in the glacier.
A tiny green flame drifted out, melting the thick ice sheet.
The Emerald Azure Flame opened a narrow gap, and the Ink Jade Realm flew out. Ye Kang then appeared, landing atop the glacier.
Looking at the devastation around him and feeling the bone-piercing cold, even Ye Kang felt a chill run down his back.
He waved his hand, retrieving the Ice Soul Spirit Crystal floating in midair. The spirit treasure had run out of spiritual power, and