Huang Xiao endured the searing pain in his chest as the aura of the Longevity Pill within him began rapidly repairing his injuries.
He wanted to swiftly put some distance between himself and Fan Liya, to get away from the formation.
"You little brat, this old man spent days preparing for this moment. How could I let you escape so easily?" Noticing Huang Xiao's attempt to flee, Fan Liya gave a derisive laugh.
Huang Xiao discovered that a powerful force had bound him, leaving him unable to leave. His body was pressed tight against the formation, almost completely immobilized.
The formation was like a solid wall, blocking Huang Xiao's path.
It spared Huang Xiao the danger of being pulled within the Formation.
This was the only thing Huang Xiao could take some comfort in.
As long as he remained outside the formation, Fan Liya could not seize him directly or take the Supreme Ghost Stele from him.
"Hm?" Fan Liya suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "What's going on with your injuries?"
Fan Liya discovered that the wound his force had punched through Huang Xiao's chest was rapidly healing. Within moments, it had almost completely scabbed over.
This was astonishing. He had not seen Huang Xiao take any healing medicine.
Right before his eyes, any move Huang Xiao made to take medicine could never have escaped his notice.
"Want to know?" Huang Xiao showed no fear. Instead, he laughed heartily. "These are secret arts of our Demon Hall. If you release me, perhaps I could teach you."
Fan Liya snorted. How could he believe Huang Xiao's nonsense?
"You little brat, you had better think this through. Your life is in this old man's hands now," Fan Liya said grimly.
"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Huang Xiao asked calmly.
"You're a clever