Chapter 495: Chapter 493: What If We Can Get Out?

"Can it really hold?"

Zheng Xiaoman asked in disbelief.

After all, outside was a genuine True Monarch Perfection.

Before Xu Yang could answer, the middle-aged man lunged forward and struck with his palm.

Boom!

The Cyan Flame Boat shook violently, roaring as the spiritual light on its surface flashed.

Over ten thousand Supreme Spirit Crystals were instantly consumed!

Watching this, Xu Yang’s heart ached as if it were bleeding.

The two million plus Supreme Spirit Crystals he had worked so hard to obtain would all probably be wasted here today.

The palm hit, yet the Cyan Flame Boat was completely unharmed.

The vanished shield was reactivated as more Supreme Spirit Crystals were injected.

Zheng Xiaoman blinked in a daze. A flush appeared on her previously pale face, and she couldn’t help but exclaim with joy, "It really held!"

Dad, please hurry up and come.

She prayed anxiously in her heart.

Outside.

The middle-aged man’s expression darkened.

"This Spiritual Boat is definitely not simple." A flash of shock flickered in the young man’s eyes, quickly replaced by unrestrained greed.

He licked his lips and said, "Didn’t expect this little girl to have such a treasure."

"Hmph, I want to see how much energy you can spare." The middle-aged man sneered coldly, then began a frenzied bombardment.

The Spiritual Boat required someone to control it. To maintain such a powerful shield, neither Zheng Xiaoman nor Xu Yang could manage that.

It could only rely on an incredible amount of energy.

For example, Supreme Spirit Crystals or Spiritual Sources.

He didn’t believe the folks inside the Spiritual Boat had an endless supply.

And as a bona fide True Monarch Perfection, his recovery speed was extremely fast.

It wouldn’t take long to exhaust everyone inside completely.

By then, without the shield, opening the Spiritual Boat would be a breeze.

Though the Spiritual Boat couldn’t be broken in a short time, Xu Yang was far from calm.

Watching the terrifying expenditure of Spirit Crystals, he could only force a bitter smile.

In just a brief moment, a quarter was gone!

That quarter alone would last him a month or two of secluded cultivation.

The attacks from outside kept coming.

Zheng Xiaoman bit her lip tightly; it was clear her anxiety had returned.

At a certain moment.

When the consumption of Supreme Spirit Crystals exceeded a million, the middle-aged man’s attacks suddenly ceased.

"Could it be that my father is here?"

Zheng Xiaoman immediately checked the inner wall of the Spiritual Boat, which projected the outside world.

Xu Yang also tensed, but after scanning around, found nothing.

"Hmph, little bastards, you just keep hiding. Once Uncle Yuan is recharged, I’ll break this Spiritual Boat wide open; after all this time, your resources must be just about depleted, right?"

"Hahaha."

The middle-aged man recuperated, while the young man stared at the Spiritual Boat and burst out laughing, full of mockery: "But, if you come out and kneel down to beg me now, maybe I’ll just spare your lives!"

"You dog bastard!" Zheng Xiaoman cursed through gritted teeth.

Suddenly.

A shadow appeared behind the young man like a ghost—even the middle-aged man at his side hadn’t noticed a thing.

The newcomer casually reached out and grabbed the young man’s neck.

"Ah!!"

"Who are you?"

"Uncle Yuan, save me—urk!"

Crack!

A crisp sound of snapping bones rang out.

The young man’s head lolled to the side, blood gushed from his mouth, and life faded from his eyes.

"Young master?" The middle-aged man jumped in shock, glanced up, and his eyes nearly popped out: "I’ll kill you!"

Boom!

He lunged in a frenzy, charging at the newcomer with a savage roar.

"Hmph!"

The newcomer gave a cold snort, swept his sleeve and grasped. Instantly, the very world around them twisted.

In a flash, his palm arced forward in a mighty blow.

A terrifying force, like a mountain crashing or a tidal wave, burst forth.

Boom!

The middle-aged man grunted dully, fell back in panic, eyes full of terror.

The opponent was also Peak of True Monarch.

I’m no match!

His expression changed again and again. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.

The newcomer took one step, shooting after him like an arrow from the bow.

"It’s my dad, my dad is here, hahaha!"

"Good kill!"

Zheng Xiaoman jumped up with joy, waving her arms and legs excitedly.

In an instant, all her fear, anxiety, and panic vanished without a trace.

Xu Yang finally let out a long breath and quickly stopped the consumption of Supreme Spirit Crystals.

Staring at the meager sixty-some thousand crystals left, his heart throbbed with pain.

So heartbreaking.

But in the end, these things were all just worldly possessions. If you lose them, you lose them.

Looking at the young man’s corpse on the ground outside, Xu Yang’s eyes hardened a little. Zheng Xiaoman’s father was very powerful.

Just based on that exchange, the middle-aged man was by no means his match.

"Let’s go out."

Xu Yang took a deep breath and put away the Cyan Flame Boat.

In the distance, an earth-shaking explosion rang out.

Waves of violent force swept through the surroundings, shattering mountains and ancient trees, sending dust and debris into the air.

The commotion was shocking and awe-inspiring!

After several dozen breaths.

The chaos gradually faded away. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

A figure flashed across the sky like lightning, descending from above.

Zheng Yan landed and immediately fixed his gaze on Xu Yang, a flash of astonishment hard to detect in his eyes.

He could sense that Xu Yang, who appeared to be a True Monarch Middle Realm, was just putting up a front—his real strength was anything but ordinary.

"Xiaoman, are you alright?"

"Dad, I’m fine."

"You finally made it."

Zheng Xiaoman excitedly rushed over and clung to Zheng Yan’s arm, acting spoiled.

Zheng Yan dotingly ruffled Zheng Xiaoman’s hair, then looked at Xu Yang with a friendly smile: "And who might this be...?"

Zheng Xiaoman looked up, her eyes rolling, and said in a pitiful tone: "Dad, he bullied me!"

"Hmm?"

Zheng Yan’s eyes turned cold, and the terrifying might of a True Monarch Perfection burst forth, pressing down like a vast, unstoppable tide.

Xu Yang’s complexion turned pale, and he could only sigh inwardly.

He forced a wry smile. "Miss, no matter what, I did save you."

"Hmph."

Zheng Xiaoman snorted and waved her hand, "Dad, just joking! Who could bully me?"

Zheng Yan seemed thoughtful, but suppressed his aura quickly, saying gruffly, "If no one could bully you, why did I have to come to your rescue?"

Zheng Xiaoman could only give an awkward laugh.

"I’m Xu Yang, greetings to Senior!"

Xu Yang cupped his fists to Zheng Yan in respect.

"Dad, let’s go home first, talk on the road," Zheng Xiaoman said seriously.

"Alright then."

Zheng Yan was curious, but listened and waved his sleeve, sweeping up the two of them as he soared away.

Half an hour later.

Zheng Yan brought Xu Yang to a remote place.

The Spiritual Qi here was even more sparse than other regions.

All around were jagged rocks, like a desolate wasteland deep within the meteorite zone.

Zheng Yan slowly turned, staring intently at Xu Yang, killing intent completely undisguised in his eyes.

"Descendant of the first Qian Emperor?"

Hearing this, Xu Yang glanced at Zheng Xiaoman from the corner of his eye. Apparently, Zheng Xiaoman had transmitted everything to Zheng Yan in secret.

He nodded slightly, "That’s right!"

"You’ve got guts."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?"

Zheng Yan growled coldly.

Xu Yang stayed calm: "With your strength, Senior, killing me would be effortless!"

"Though trapping Senior here is none of my doing, as his descendant, I should bear his罪!"

"But what if there’s a way for Senior and your family to escape this place?"

Xu Yang looked steadily at Zheng Yan and slowly drew out the Token and wooden sign.

Both items trembled and hummed!

Zheng Yan’s pupils contracted sharply.