Hun Changqing naturally could not trust Hai Bodong, a mere tool forced into service by his threats. Although his Supreme Yin True Qi could not suppress the Black River's Yin Qi, suppressing Hai Bodong's Ice Dou Qi was child's play.
In other words, from the moment Hai Bodong built the ice bridge, its control was no longer in his hands. Even if Hai Bodong tried to make it dissipate, Supreme Yin True Qi could stabilize it in an instant.
If Hai Bodong dared show the slightest sign of treachery after he stepped onto the bridge, Hun Changqing would track him down through the mark he had left on him as soon as he finished exploring the valley.
Then he would torture every member of Hai Bodong's clan to death before his eyes, sparing only Mittel Ya Fei. Finally, he would take him to the Soul Palace to savor its exquisite tortures in all their varied forms and positions.
As for what Ya Fei would think afterward? Sorry, that was outside Hun Changqing's consideration. Anyone who made an enemy of him had to be prepared to bear his wrath.
Although Hun Changqing's Supreme Yin True Qi could not suppress the Black River's Yin Qi, defending against its intrusion was not difficult.
Hun Changqing was barely affected by the Yin Qi rising from the river as he advanced swiftly across the ice bridge.
After confirming that Hai Bodong had done nothing unusual, Hun Changqing circulated his Supreme Yin True Qi furiously once more, moving even faster than before.
Moments later, only faint afterimages remained on the ice bridge. Hun Changqing had already crossed it and stepped onto the land on the far bank of the Black River.
After steadying himself, Hun Changqing turned to look at Hai Bodong across the river. His