Although consumed by rage and dizzy from burning his life force, Wang Teng could faintly see a glimmer of hope. After all, with Ye Qingchen having dealt with a Spirit Beast, the pressure on him had lessened significantly. He finally had time to take out a Spirit Pill and swallow it, slowly recovering his spent energy.
Ye Qingchen had long since activated his Dual Pupil Martial Soul to observe Wang Teng's state of mind. Sensing the rekindled hope within him, Ye Qingchen couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
The hope you feel now is merely the groundwork for the greater despair you'll experience later.
Zi Xing, watching from the side, said worriedly, "Ye Qingchen, Wang Teng is Vice Dean Wang Tong's nephew. I've heard the Vice Dean treats him like his own son. If he really dies here, you must be careful of Vice Dean Wang Tong coming after you."
