Yu Siqing knew very well that although he had gained the upper hand over Jiang Wang in their earlier game of pursuit and escape, at one point forcing him into a deadly predicament,
that did not mean he was all that much better than Jiang Wang at plotting. Rather, in a place like the Ding Wei Region, where the Sea Race held an overwhelming advantage, Jiang Wang had too little room to maneuver, too few options, and far fewer resources to rely on. With the tide of events in his favor, Yu Siqing hadn't needed any clever tricks. He had only needed to play it safe and steadily drive his opponent to his death.
In fact, the man had managed to struggle on for so long while hunted by a massive army, despite having only the cultivation of the Supernatural Inner Palace realm. That alone was enough to earn Yu Siqing's respect.
The man's talent might not match Jiaoming's, but he could still be called a prodigy. Shui Yingrong feared him like a tiger, and the White Elephant King had made such a public show of things. It seemed now that neither had been making a fuss for nothing.
In terms of strength alone, Yu Siqing had been absolutely confident he could overpower his opponent. But with the rules of this place suppressing him, and his Void-Splitting Supernatural Power so clearly guarded against, the outcome had become uncertain.
The reality was that if the Human Race cultivators of this region discovered him, he was dead. It wouldn't matter whether he left the Boundary River and was found by Human Race cultivators, or whether Jiang Wang left and returned with reinforcements. The result would be the same.
So he had no choice. He had to stay by the Boundary River, and