Before the Forbidden Zone, within the War-Torn Zone's level-eight area, two figures stood facing each other.
Yang You blocked the taciturn Su Wuwei's path.
"Su, calm down."
Su Wuwei looked at him impassively, his once-warm amber eyes now gleaming coldly.
"Move."
Yang You shook his head. "No. You have to trust Ye Buyu. She isn't someone who dies that easily."
"That's all the more reason for me to go." Su Wuwei had no desire to waste words with Yang You here and walked straight toward the Forbidden Zone.
Yang You was frantic with anxiety. If he really let Su Wuwei go, given how much he valued Hold Up the Heavens, something irreversible might happen.
"I went to the Bai Ze Division and asked Wu Yan to have them make a fresh prediction, but everyone with prophetic abilities failed. Though Ye Buyu's vital signs have vanished, her soul can't be traced.
"Even the people making the predictions were injured by the backlash. That means she still has a chance of survival. Su, you don't want her to come back and find you all dead or injured, do you?"
Su Wuwei did not stop, intent on entering the Forbidden Zone.
Yang You steeled himself and reached for Su Wuwei.
Sorry. Even if I have to use force, I'm taking you back.
The moment he gripped Su Wuwei's shoulder, searing heat burned his skin. With a sizzle, the flesh of his palm charred.
Yang You instinctively pulled his hand back and looked at Su Wuwei in shock.
"You're even willing to activate your Origin. You've really gone mad. If you keep this up, you'll become a true Calamity. There'll be no turning back then."
That resolute figure was reflected in Yang You's eyes. Su Wuwei turned his head slightly, and in that instant,