Yin Ming's teleportation coordinates were not the City of Rest.
Even with the half-finished City of Rest, he would not be Yamalt's match at the Eighth Ring, and it would expose the City of Rest's existence.
He casually chose a set of coordinates and activated the Baleful Undying Xuanming God, guarding against the other party pursuing him into the Dark Plane.
After waiting for half a day, the gray-black Dimensional Mist remained motionless. There was not the slightest spatial fluctuation in the void of the Dark Plane. It seemed Yamalt had completely given up!!
He let out a sigh of relief. "He didn't follow!! But this time, the losses were truly devastating."
From beginning to end, he had only caught a glimpse of a streak of escaping light. He had not even seen Yamalt's face.
The loss of three Divine Jade Bone skeletons was secondary; the real problem was that his own information had been exposed.
The next time he was hunted, the other side would have more preparations, and the danger would rise drastically.
"Staying in the Dark Plane is temporarily safe, but I can't replenish elemental energy, and my cultivation will stagnate."
"Still, I should wait until I have enough trump cards to save my life before returning to the Elemental Plane."
After pondering for a moment, Yin Ming decided to lie low in the Dark Plane for a while and ignore the turmoil outside.
As for Baleful Energy erosion and the consumption of his lifespan, he did not care in the slightest.
As long as he could live until he attained the Dao, that was enough. In any case, he still had more than ten thousand years left to live. He did not care about burning three to five thousand years of lifespan.
"Buzz!!"
Suddenly, the Undying