Chapter 1315: Chapter 1312: Counterattack
"Wife."
Yang Fei opened his mouth with difficulty and called out.
Qin Yanyang showed no response.
His heart stirred, and he scanned with his divine sense, discovering that a mysterious and eerie invisible force had enshrouded Qin Yanyang, completely locking her primordial spirit consciousness within her Sea of Consciousness.
Yang Fei was shocked, unable to think deeply, his divine thought moved, and the Soul Binding Rope appeared in the void.
His body had no strength at this mont, and he couldn’t swing the Soul Binding Rope, so he could only use his divine sense to control it.
The Soul Binding Rope seed to possess spiritual wisdom, sensing its master’s danger, and under Yang Fei’s divine sense, it frantically whipped within the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace.
"Snap... Snap..."
The silver whip continually lashed against the bronze walls of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace, and the ancient runes carved on it seed inherently afraid of the special soul-capturing effect of the Soul Binding Rope. With each whip strike, the blood glow on the runes dimd.
As these runes dimd, Yang Fei sensed that the loss of life essence blood within his body was slowing down.
He was overjoyed.
Indeed, he had found the right thod.
Thus, the Soul Binding Rope transford into a whirlwind-like vortex, crazily swinging and lashing within the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace.
"Ah!"
Vaguely, Yang Fei seed to hear a painful and fearful scream from the air.
"Ah... Ah... Stop, kid, quickly stop!"
This voice ca from all directions, as if converging from various angles, eventually forming intelligible words, entering Yang Fei’s ears.
Yang Fei found the voice very strange, ethereal like sothing not produced by humans or creatures but more like the chanical, emotionless speech from the era of technology.
He thought of what Wang Huanying had said.
Could this be the artifact spirit of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace?
Thinking of this, he didn’t stop the Soul Binding Rope; instead, he whipped it faster and fiercer.
"Ah... Stop, stop, kid, or I’ll perish with you!"
Yang Fei clearly felt a stronger suction from the bottom of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace entering his body, accelerating the previously slowed loss of life essence blood.
He was both shocked and horrified, yet his gaze was steadfast and fierce.
This was a matter of life and death now.
If he stopped, he would undoubtedly die.
This artifact spirit even spoke of perishing together, indicating that as long as he resisted, even if it died, the other party wouldn’t survive either.
Given this, he had to be fiercer and more fearless; otherwise, he and Qin Yanyang would undoubtedly die.
At critical monts, Yang Fei’s ferocity and determination had never lost to anyone.
It was rely an artifact nurtured from the ancient periods, giving rise to a trace of spiritual wisdom and producing an artifact spirit. Moreover, the opponent seed only recently awakened and very weak; could he lose to it?
Thus, the whipping of the Soul Binding Rope intensified.
He maximized his control over the Soul Binding Rope, even if it ant exhausting his divine sense and risking the scattering of his soul; he had to first disperse the artifact spirit of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace with the Soul Binding Rope.
"Sto... Stop, I admit defeat!"
Within monts, Yang Fei heard the artifact spirit painfully and fearfully begging for rcy and capitulating.
"Release the seal on my wife’s Sea of Consciousness and return our life essence blood," Yang Fei communicated with the opponent through divine sense.
While communicating, he continued to control the Soul Binding Rope, keeping it lashing.
The artifact spirit of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace, although scattered and hidden within the bronze furnace, could not withstand the overwhelmingly dominant soul-capturing effect of the Soul Binding Rope. Even though each swing only scattered so of its spiritual sense, it hardly recovered, and under continuous whipping, it felt that once its spiritual sense was scattered, it might not recover and risk complete annihilation, thus fearing Yang Fei and choosing to concede.
"Quickly stop!"
The artifact spirit transmitted its voice to Yang Fei while releasing the lock on Qin Yanyang’s Sea of Consciousness. Simultaneously, Yang Fei and the newly awakened Qin Yanyang felt a familiar warm current flow through their backs.
That was the rapid return of the life essence blood that was previously drained.
Gradually, Yang Fei felt strength in his body, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After a while, the pallor of both their faces regained color, with about sixty to seventy percent of the lost life essence blood restored.
At this point, the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace ceased to return their life essence blood.
Yang Fei furrowed his brows.
The artifact spirit of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace quickly communicated to him, "I... I’ve already returned everything I could; the remaining life essence blood has been completely absorbed and refined."
Yang Fei was furious.
He pulled Qin Yanyang directly to their feet; now, although his body was weaker than its pri due to the loss of so life essence blood, it was equivalent to mid-stage Foundation Establishnt strength. With a thought, he wielded the Soul Binding Rope.
Mana poured into his body, the soul-capturing power emitted by the Soul Binding Rope noticeably increased.
"Snap!"
"Snap Snap!"
Yang Fei fiercely struck the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace.
"Ah... I... I’m not lying to you. I’ve really returned everything that can be; even if you let
scatter my soul, it’s useless," said the artifact spirit painfully and fearfully.
Yang Fei where willing to believe, continued to lash.
The artifact spirit’s voice grew weaker, increasingly terrified: "I... Once I vanish, you... your lost life essence blood cannot be recovered, and losing my spiritual wisdom would leave the artifact ordinary and of little use to you."
"Snap."
The reply was the cold sound of whipping.
"Spare... Spare , as long as I live, I can help you recuperate the lost life essence blood and... moreover, make your life force even stronger."
Yang Fei continued to whip.
"I truly haven’t deceived you; even if you beat
to death, it’s useless."
Yang Fei listened to the continuous pleas, gradually halting.
This creature grew increasingly weak, and through the soul-suppressing and binding effects of the Soul Binding Rope, he could sense that the opponent wasn’t lying.
Yang Fei, holding Qin Yanyang with one hand and the Soul Binding Rope with the other, flashed out of the internal space of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace.
The mont they erged, they saw the others kneeling in the void, their expressions subtly changing.
Knowing Yang Fei was angered, the artifact spirit of the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace swiftly withdrew its aura.
Instantly, the overwhelming bloodthirsty pressure vanished without a trace.
Controlled state of mind, the others awoke suddenly, each one terrified and soaked in cold sweat.
Upon seeing Yang Fei and Qin Yanyang hovering before them, they regained their senses.
Wang Chunyang looked bitterly, "Did you save us again?"
Helian Zhan felt sowhat defeated: "These mysterious artifacts of the cultivation world are extraordinarily powerful and terrifying; we are utterly weak before these divine objects."
The others nodded repeatedly.
First was a Spirit Suppressing Immortal Talisman, then this peculiar and mysterious bronze furnace.
They seed as weak as ants before these powerful talismans and ancient artifacts.
"Snap!"
Thinking of how he and Qin Yanyang nearly perished, realizing the poor fate awaiting his fellow cultivation companions, Yang Fei couldn’t take it, lashing the Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace once more.
The Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace cried out in pain, and as everyone watched, its light flashed, its huge body quickly shrinking until it beca the size of a small teapot, suspended by Yang Fei’s side.
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