Cheng Guiyi was dumbstruck on the spot.
Who could have ten thousand swords pierce their heart and still blow apart his Sword Qi? Who could have their life force continuously drain away, only for it to suddenly reverse? Naturally, Cheng Guiyi could not hear the pleasant voice that had suddenly appeared in Yao Yulou's mind.
Thud...
Yao Yulou, who should have been dead, crashed heavily to the ground once more.
He still looked extremely weak, yet his true qi had somehow broken through another minor realm of the Sacred Martial Stage. At that moment, however, Yao Yulou was bewildered, still recalling the voice that had appeared in his mind just now.
Who had made the Fierce Charm blood within him boil once again?
Who had saved his life?
Yao Yulou quickly stopped dwelling on it. Swaying unsteadily, he stared at Cheng Guiyi and said hoarsely, "It seems... I can't die yet."
As those words left his mouth, Yao Yulou smiled bitterly to himself. So even dying wasn't easy.
Clack, clack, clack...
Cheng Guiyi came back to his senses, his teeth chattering wildly. Then, without a second thought, he turned and ran.
This was too damned bizarre, too damned incomprehensible.
Even more terrifyingly, this damned forbidden land native had broken through another minor realm. Damn it, he was probably no match for him now.
Even if he used the method of breaking the sword formation to fight again, he would probably still fail.
In any case, Cheng Guiyi had truly been scared out of his wits. He did not dare try something he could not understand again. Running came first.
Yao Yulou stood there blankly. Then, with a pfft, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He did not give chase, because even though he had broken through a minor realm,