If he truly had the courage to gamble with his life, Ye Lin would not have scared him into such a state earlier.
The two walked through the night. The entire mountain range was so quiet it seemed as though they were the only two people there, without the slightest extraneous sound.
As he walked, Ye Lin secretly recovered his strength. If not for the need to save time, he would never have chosen to do this.
The space in Central Continent was incomparably sturdy. Though he appeared utterly relaxed on the surface, the actual expenditure was anything but small.
Take just now, for instance—his immortal fortune power had been completely drained. If it had not been exhausted, he would never have come out, since the finish was only a few steps away.
What he had said earlier was also a lie to Su Yun. Forget killing Su Yun—whether Ye Lin could even swing out a respectable Sword Qi right now was uncertain.
Moreover, he was absolutely confident that Su Yun would not dare run.
And so, Su Yun merely kept his head down and honestly led the way ahead, while Ye Lin recovered as he walked.
This time, the expenditure had been rather great. It was not something that could be restored just because he wished it.
During battle, Ye Lin could recover while fighting, making his immortal fortune power seem inexhaustible.
But the situation just now was different. His recovery speed was far from enough to keep up with the rate of consumption.
At their current pace, it would only take three hours.
"Good, good, good, kid. I've seen all your efforts. Once this lord recovers, I'll pass down a Tongtian technique to you."
Su Yun might not be able to tell, but could the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar