By this point, Li Yan also found it deeply regrettable, but losing one incarnation was a necessary part of his plan.
At the critical moment, it would hinder Zhao Haiyang from leaving the city.
To that end, Li Yan had left two more incarnations at the eastern and western city gates, the most likely exits. The moment Zhao Haiyang rushed through a gate, they would still self-destruct and obstruct his escape.
When Li Yan plotted against someone, he plotted to kill. Although he believed there was an eighty- or ninety-percent chance that Zhao Haiyang would not abandon "Kong Qianqiu," who was right within reach—
What if something unexpected happened? The darkness in Li Yan's heart was beyond Zhao Haiyang's imagination. He would spare no cost to put his opponent to death.
Of course, there was still a loophole in this plan: Zhao Haiyang might choose the southern or northern gate.
But those places were guarded far more tightly. Li Yan certainly would have no chance to finish Zhao Haiyang off then. He could only say that there were times when man's strength ran out!
"How are your injuries?"
Mu Guyue pressed again.
"I suffered some backlash. After all, that body contained my Divine Sense. I'll recover after slowly recuperating!"
Li Yan waved a hand.
At the same time, a bottle of pills appeared in his hand. He took one out and swallowed it at once.
This incarnation of his had not been refined from other heavenly treasures. Instead, it had been condensed through cultivation of a spell technique.
Thus, unlike others, who might need to find a new vessel after losing an incarnation, he could continue condensing new ones.
Still, condensing one incarnation required a certain amount of time. After losing one, for a period of time, he could only