After adjusting himself for most of the night, the young man's heart was now as still as water. He no longer suffered from anxiety over gains and losses, and every aspect of his condition had reached its peak.
Nie Yun knew he could not help at this point and that they could only rely on the other man. He said nothing more, standing where he was and looking at the breathtaking face within the ice coffin.
"Go!"
With a thought from the young man, the True Spirit Lamp floating in the air was placed before Miss Yaoshuang. His eyes narrowed, and with a whoosh, the flickering True Spirit Lamp immediately shot toward her sea of consciousness.
As the most crucial moment arrived, dread rose in the middle-aged man's heart. He involuntarily closed his eyes, only slowly opening them again a moment later.
The young woman's corpse in the ice coffin was exactly as it had been before, without the slightest change. The two people standing before it had not moved either, leaving him unable to tell whether they had succeeded or failed.
"How did it go?"
After a moment of silence, he could no longer hold back and blurted out the question.
Even though he was a Great Emperor-level expert of extraordinary strength, he could not remain entirely calm when it came to this daughter who had burdened him with guilt for a lifetime.
"It succeeded..."
The young man let out a breath, seeming to collapse from exhaustion.
Although he had adjusted himself to his best state and appeared calm as still water, he had in fact been under immense psychological pressure. Now that he knew they had succeeded, that pressure vanished, and his body immediately went weak.
"It succeeded?"
The middle-aged man was so excited he nearly jumped up.