Li Yan had no idea why the mana vanished whenever he tried to break the restriction, or whether some change had occurred in the Blood-Colored Death Restriction.
There were no sun or moon in the Netherworld. By Li Yan's reckoning, another month had passed.
During that month, the cultivator assigned to Li Yan had exhausted his lifespan and died.
Li Yan did not make another request of Fa Nan. The only condition he could offer in exchange was more Other Shore Flowers.
Only during the four days when he went out to carry out missions did Li Yan dare find a secluded place and use his mana to strike at the Blood-Colored Death Restriction.
Li Yan was highly skilled at concealing his aura, but he still had to minimize fluctuations in his mana, lest anyone notice them, or lest the Blood-Colored Death Restriction suddenly break and trigger some disturbance.
This won't do. I can only attempt to break it during the few days I'm out on missions, and there has been no response at all...
Li Yan stood atop Ghost Thorn Mountain, his gaze fixed solemnly on the distance. He could not sense the slightest progress in breaking the Blood-Colored Death Restriction.
In truth, he was already in danger. Fa Nan had failed to detect the mana hidden within him because of the peculiarities of the Five Immortals Sect cultivation technique, together with the assistance of the Fragmented Poison.
But what if the Nether Emperor took notice of him? Li Yan had no confidence that he could deceive an existence of that level.
When he had fallen into the bottomless cavern and suffered grave injuries, he had stored Wing Guard inside Tuban. Now, he had no way at all to take it out.
With his breakthrough delayed for so long,