At this moment, Zhao Fu's face was slightly pale, having expended an enormous amount of power. Looking at the Golden Soldiers continuously charging at him, his brows drew together as he continued using his remaining strength to kill them.
Several hours later, Zhao Fu had slain the Golden Soldiers, and his strength was nearly exhausted as well.
"My lord! Are you all right?"
Seeing Zhao Fu's pale face, Ye Lanxi stepped forward and asked him with concern.
Zhao Fu replied, "It's nothing. I've merely used too much power. I need to rest for a while before we can continue onward."
Ye Lanxi nodded.
The two came down to the ground. Zhao Fu sat cross-legged and focused on recovering his strength, while Ye Lanxi cast a ten-meter-wide defensive barrier. A black magatama stood in each of three directions, protecting the two of them from the erosion of the golden power.
With a faint smile, Ye Lanxi looked at Zhao Fu sitting cross-legged before her. There were only the two of them now, within this defensive barrier, and she felt a little happy.
Usually, there were too many women around Zhao Fu. She could only follow behind him and silently watch him. Now was a good opportunity. Ye Lanxi sat before Zhao Fu and studied him carefully, a faint blush on her face.
After quite a while, Zhao Fu opened his eyes and saw Ye Lanxi staring straight at him. He smiled faintly. "What is it?"
A flush of shyness spread across Ye Lanxi's face, and she shook her head somewhat embarrassedly.
Zhao Fu chuckled without paying it much mind. "My strength has recovered now. Let's continue onward!"
Ye Lanxi nodded shyly.
Afterward, the two turned into streaks of light once more and arrived at the deepest part of the Golden Land.