Ancient Wasteland.
Ye Chen had been traveling with Ye Long, dodging Lin San's pursuit at every turn.
But no matter where they hid, Lin San always found them quickly, and the two sides would immediately break into a fierce battle.
At first, Ye Chen could rely on Blood Dissipation Teleport to escape Lin San with ease. But as time went on, Lin San's combat strength kept growing, and Ye Chen was increasingly struggling to keep up. Several times, he had nearly failed to get away.
"Brr..."
Ye Chen couldn't help shivering again. He felt the chill behind him growing stronger by the moment.
It was as if something filthy had its eyes on him—something terrifyingly powerful. An inexplicable fear welled up inside him.
"What on earth is happening?!"
Ye Chen felt terribly anxious, and even breathing had become difficult.
"Ye Chen, don't be so nervous!"
Ye Long hurriedly reassured him. "You've already reached the peak of the Great Emperor realm. As long as you consolidate your cultivation, you can try to undergo tribulation and ascend. Your foundations may be damaged, but your strength is still there. I believe you'll make it through the tribulation and ascend."
"I'm not worried about the tribulation..."
Ye Chen's voice suddenly turned sorrowful. "The only thing I'm worried about is that once I ascend to the Immortal Realm, how will you face Lin San's pursuit alone?"
"Ye Chen, don't worry about me!"
Ye Long immediately slipped into character, his face full of resolve. "My only purpose in life is to restore Great Yan. As long as I know you're safe, I wouldn't even furrow my brow if I had to die right now."
"Ye Long!!"
Ye Chen could no longer hold back. He clenched his fists.
At that moment...
He felt more helpless than ever