Free Web NovelHearing Liu Yuenong call him, Ye Yu didn’t hesitate and leapt down at once.
The two sat side by side, gazing at the calm Tongtian Pavilion around them, their expressions nothing alike.
Her quiet composure and Ye Yu’s impatience made a sharp contrast.
She brewed the tea unhurriedly, set a cup before Ye Yu, then sat back in her chair and looked at the sky that hadn’t changed in eons, a comfort she couldn’t quite name.
Ye Yu tossed back the tea in one go.
He said, very much at a loss, "You never once thought about getting out?"
"Maybe I’ll consider leaving someday, but not now. I’ve been on the run for three million years. I’m already exhausted. If I can have a moment of peace now, I’m content. And you? Have you found any new approach lately?"
There was a hint of a smile on Liu Yuenong’s face. Perhaps because they’d spent some time together, her tone had grown familiar.
Ye Yu let out a long, heavy sigh.
During this stretch, he had combed through the library and read every book related to mystic realms.
He had found all kinds of methods to break mystic realms, but for this one, none of them worked at all.
It fit a saying perfectly.
Learn it in a flash, use it and it falls flat. fгeewebnovёl.com
Of course, that didn’t mean Ye Yu hadn’t learned well enough.
It was that this mystic realm was simply too powerful, and with Ye Yu’s current strength he couldn’t break it—yet.
No, he still had to raise his power as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, he could forget about ever getting out in this lifetime.
With that clear in his mind, Ye Yu stood up abruptly and said he was going into seclusion.
He finished speaking, turned, and left—clean and decisive, through and through.
Seeing this, Liu Yuenong only smiled and said nothing.
What a headlong, full-throttle demon god.
Among black bear demons, that was rare—and worth encouraging.
Even so, breaking a mystic realm was far too difficult.
After all, a massive gap in power wasn’t something hard work alone could erase.
Rather than having you, Ye Yu, rack your brains, I might as well be the one to think.
Propping her cheek in one hand, Liu Yuenong, for the first time, started pondering ways to break the mystic realm.
After only the span of a cup of tea, she gave up.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to break the mystic realm. There simply wasn’t a way.
Back then she had poured everything into creating this strongest mystic realm for one purpose: to keep the avatar of malice from ever getting out.
Calling it her strongest shield was no exaggeration.
And now she was supposed to break her own strongest shield?
That was a false proposition from the start.
Yes, it was true that Liu Yuenong could unleash a full-power strike and make that her strongest spear.
Strongest spear against strongest shield—who would win? Hard to say.
But there was a better than ninety percent chance the mystic realm would quake, its space twisting out of shape.
At that point, both Liu Yuenong and Ye Yu would be in danger.
So brute-forcing the mystic realm was absolutely the wrong approach.
She would have to patiently think of another way.
Five days passed.
Liu Yuenong still hadn’t found anything, and she was growing irritable.
She kept glancing up at the sky for no reason at all, but it stayed empty.
Two months had been enough to make her used to Ye Yu’s presence.
Now that he was in seclusion, the vast Divine Alliance felt like it held only her.
Naturally, she felt a little lonely. frёewebnoѵēl.com
And that feeling only grew stronger.
Liu Yuenong curled herself up, hoping to ease her mood that way.
It didn’t help at all.
Three days later—
Ye Yu suddenly sensed something off about his surroundings and opened his eyes.
The entire Tongtian Pavilion had become a world of ice and snow.
Snowdrifts outside the door were piled higher than a person.
Ye Yu’s expression turned oddly complicated.
This was a mystic realm—so why had it suddenly become like this?
At once, knowledge from the library surfaced in his mind.
A mystic realm’s changes are closely tied to its master.
If that was the case, then this change had everything to do with Liu Yuenong.
What on earth had happened to this woman?
Why had there been such a drastic shift?
Puzzled, Ye Yu released his divine sense to search for Liu Yuenong’s whereabouts.
He soon discovered the entire mystic realm seemed covered by a mysterious power.
His divine sense couldn’t penetrate it at all.
Helpless, Ye Yu could only search the oldest way there is.
First he pushed the snow aside with divine power, then looked with his eyes.
Before long, Ye Yu found Liu Yuenong at the Enlightenment Platform within Tongtian Pavilion.
At this moment, the sorceress had all but turned into a gleaming ice sculpture.
She was curled into a ball, looking pitiful.
Ye Yu stepped forward and tried to touch her.
A surge of killing cold poured into him on contact, and he shivered on the spot.
Bear in mind, he had forged a demon-god physique through a demonic divine method.
Even in the God Realm, his divine body’s toughness was top-tier.
If even his divine body couldn’t endure that chill—
It meant the cold was truly terrifying.
What was going on with Liu Yuenong? Why had she become like this?
As Ye Yu thought, he suddenly noticed that the space around Tongtian Pavilion had begun to slip out of alignment.
And the trend was only growing.
That sense of crisis closed in on him.
There are two ways a mystic realm runs. One uses an artifact or array as the core, drawing on it for energy to keep the realm running.
The other is like Liu Yuenong’s—sustained by her own divine power.
So if anything happened to her, the collapse of the mystic realm would be inevitable.
When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.
There was no way Ye Yu would stay out of it.
No—he couldn’t sit and wait for death.
His first instinct was to feed her another divine pill. At the Divine Lord stage, even taking the wrong thing shouldn’t do any real harm.
But with Liu Yuenong sealed in ice, there was no way to get a pill into her.
What about fire?
Ye Yu immediately cast Scorch the Nine Nether and began to bathe Liu Yuenong in heat.
So long as he controlled the power, it ought to be fine.
He burned for quite a while, and nothing changed.
So how was he supposed to handle this?
A classic scene from dramas flashed through Ye Yu’s mind—how masters heal the wounded.
Mm. Looks like he could only try that move. If it still didn’t work, then they really would be waiting to die.
