Li Yan glanced at Yang Youxian beneath his palm. Yang Youxian was already breathing out more than he breathed in. In order to obtain more memories, Li Yan had long used spiritual power to protect his Sea of Consciousness.
Otherwise, under that utterly inhuman Soul Search, Yang Youxian would not have lasted ten breaths before his Sea of Consciousness collapsed and he died.
The instant Li Yan's palm left Yang Youxian's head, the seven or eight Storage Pouches on Yang Youxian's body, along with the amber jade bracelet on his wrist, flew away one after another. A medicinal pill also flew into Yang Youxian's mouth.
Then Yang Youxian vanished from the ground in an instant, having been put away by Li Yan. Li Yan did not kill him immediately.
He had always acted cautiously and considered every possibility. For someone like Yang Youxian, there was an eighty or ninety percent chance that the sect had left behind something like a soul lamp or a life-bound plaque. The moment he died, the sect would know.
Yang Youxian would certainly have memories regarding such matters, but Li Yan did not have the time to search through everything. It was enough for him to be as careful as possible.
"What information did you obtain?"
At that moment, a voice came from a corner of the room. Then a black figure swiftly solidified from nothingness. It was Gong Shanhe, who had remained in the room all along. Naturally, Yang Youxian had been unable to detect his presence.
Besides, even if Yang Youxian had discovered him, it would only have made him even more terrified.
"His master is called Venerable Blue Sea. He is the Third Island Master, that mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
The Second Island Master was the one whose arms the Grand Elder