Deng Tai'a saw that the two monks from the heavens had indeed been trapped, so he recalled his flying swords and said casually, "That's my work done, then! I didn't expect it to be so easy."
Li Chungang knew that Deng Tai'a only found it easy because Wang Yue had suddenly stopped absorbing people's Internal Energy. Knowing Wang Yue's character, he sighed, "I wonder what else that brat Wang has planned. He's started frantically absorbing other people's true qi at a time like this. It'll destabilize his foundation, and I'm afraid he won't be able to advance any further."
Reminded by Li Chungang, Deng Tai'a glanced at the sky and speculated, "Thinking of the bold words Emperor Xia spoke beneath Tai'an City, he probably intends to break the sky so that the world above and the world below will have the same abundance of spiritual energy.
"But if too many immortals descend when that happens, I'm worried I won't be able to kill them all."
Li Chungang hadn't expected Deng Tai'a to be so bloodthirsty. He looked up at the sky and reassured him with a smile, "Don't worry. That brat Wang will surely have another card up his sleeve. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so eager to increase his strength."
Wang Yue, the subject of their discussion, was also rather frustrated. After absorbing the true qi and blood essence of so many people, he still hadn't managed to break through to the next level. Things weren't going according to plan!
He'd originally intended to use this battle, and the many cultivators of Northern Mang, to force himself up a level. He hadn't expected it to be useless.
All he could feel now was his dantian continually expanding and his body growing stronger, as if there were no end to it.