Looking at the lingering fluctuations on the cliff wall, it was clear that there was a very profound restriction there, one that even Gong Shanhe could not see through or break.
He didn't know if the powerful existence behind the cliff wall was aware of his arrival, or if he was just an ant that could be killed at any time in the other's eyes, but no attack came at that time.
Thus, with these judgments, Gong Shanhe had no choice but to once again place his hopes on breaking out of the cave entrance. However, after several more attempts, he was still forced back.
And when the fourth yin wind arrived, Gong Shanhe knew that the powerful and terrifying existence had begun to retaliate, retaliating for his deliberate early fainting last time.
That time, the yin wind did not stop even when he was really struggling to resist and fainted. Gong Shanhe didn't even know how many days he had been unconscious.
His entire body had lost a great deal of weight in one go. On his sturdy body, his skin was almost clinging to his bones.
It took him more than three months to recover that time. But just as he was getting better, the yin wind came again.
At that time, Gong Shanhe's body had just barely recovered and was still weak. The yin wind only blew for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and Gong Shanhe could no longer resist. Just as he was about to faint, the extremely cold yin wind disappeared.
This let Gong Shanhe know that the powerful existence was warning him, telling him not to play any tricks, or perhaps telling him not to think about escaping. His life and death were only a matter of the other's thought.
And when Li Yan had seen Gong Shanhe again just now, it had been four days after he had been attacked by the yin wind. The formation restriction defense was also just a cultivator's instinct.
Although he knew he couldn't resist the yin wind, it could still make a cultivator who was recovering and meditating feel a little safer in their heart.
Apart from that terrifying, extremely cold yin wind, even the three Mid-stage Nascent Soul Ghost-Creature Wind Beasts, in front of the defensive restriction he had set up, couldn't even think of approaching him silently.
"In that case, the Sixth Elder is likely still alive."
After Li Yan had listened to Gong Shanhe's quick narration, he thought of something. Those yin winds were just using him as a "cauldron," continuously absorbing his qi and blood. In that case, they would not kill the Sixth Elder either.
"I have the same judgment, so there is a certain chance that A Ying will not have an accident!"
As Gong Shanhe spoke, hope had already risen in his heart. He could see that Li Yan's realm was at least equal to his own, not comparable to the Sixth Elder.
If he and Li Yan joined forces to break through the cave entrance, with two against three, they might not be able to break out.
But what worried him now was that he was no longer in his peak state from before. His combat strength was only about sixty percent of what it used to be, or even less, which made him a little less confident.
At this moment, Li Yan was thinking about another matter in his heart.
"The Sixth Elder may also be trapped in another cave. Every few months... yin wind, cave... blowing... absorbing... this place is like a person's nostrils, absorbing with each breath..."
As his thoughts raced in his mind, Li Yan suddenly switched to voice transmission.
"My arrival, the terrifying existence in the deep cave you mentioned may already know, but so far, there has been no movement."
"In addition to Clan Head Gong's previous description, I think that since the other party is constantly trying to absorb your qi and blood, does that mean he is injured and wants to use your qi and blood to recover?"
"After all, after entering here, all I have seen before are yin-cold ghost creatures, and there are no other living beings. And you and the Sixth Elder, because you cultivate the 'Qiongqi Purgatory Art,' your qi and blood are extremely powerful, which is exactly what he needs."
"And such a powerful existence has never gone out. Is it because he is too seriously injured?"
"He has never appeared in his true form. Is it possible that he can't even leave this cave and can only use some kind of art to extract your qi and blood?"
After hearing Li Yan's voice transmission, Gong Shanhe also immediately replied via voice transmission.
"What Fellow Daoist Li said is basically the same as my speculation. Otherwise, I would have already given up hope of escaping from here. Even if I escaped the cave, so what? He could still easily kill me."
"Using three Nascent Soul cultivators to watch me clearly means that his true body cannot appear, and he may be seriously injured."
"At the same time, I have another discovery. That is, there may only be three Nascent Soul-level ghost creatures outside, and they may all be transformations of that powerful and terrifying art, or simply his clones."
"Because their appearance, attack methods, and even realms are exactly the same. This point is very telling."
"There is another important discovery. Sometimes when I go out, there are only two Nascent Soul-level ghost creatures blocking my way, and sometimes there are three."
"Obviously, in order to trap both me and the Sixth Elder at the same time, they must split off one person to deal with the Sixth Elder."
"And my cultivation is stronger than the Sixth Elder's, so at least two Nascent Soul cultivators must be kept here."
"Sometimes I can encounter three Nascent Souls, probably because the Sixth Elder has just been absorbed of his qi and blood by the yin wind and is at his weakest. So they can let him go and come to block me with all their strength."
"Unfortunately, the outside is a patch of black qi, and it will block Divine Sense. So every time I go out, I can't find the Sixth Elder's aura. Otherwise, if he and I joined forces to break out at the same time, there would be hope of escaping!"
Gong Shanhe, over these years, although he could not escape, had not been idle, but had been constantly analyzing and observing. He quickly stated his analysis.
This was the heart of a strong person, unyielding and exceptionally tough. If it were someone with a weaker mind, perhaps once they had guessed such an outcome, they would have either gone mad or already committed suicide.
Gong Shanhe stated all his judgments so that Li Yan would also know as soon as possible, so they could formulate a breakout plan.
Although Gong Shanhe was anxious about his daughter in his heart, recklessness could spoil things.
After hearing this, Li Yan nodded. When he had heard Gong Shanhe mention three Mid-stage Nascent Soul Ghost-Creature Wind Beasts earlier, he had already been speculating about the reason. Gong Shanhe's analysis was very correct.
"When I came in just now, only two Nascent Souls appeared. According to your speculation, the other Nascent Soul may be watching over the Sixth Elder. Doesn't that mean that now is a good time to break out!"
"If Senior Sister Gong happens to be swept into the same cave as the Sixth Elder, with her full strength, she has the combat strength of an Initial-stage Nascent Soul."
"That one ghost Nascent Soul cultivator can really be held back by the two of them. We will have a better chance of breaking out on our side!"
Li Yan quickly transmitted via voice.
"Alright then, there's no time to lose. Let's give it a try now!"
Gong Shanhe was a decisive person. Hearing that there was such a good opportunity, he of course was unwilling to miss it again. Although he was not familiar with Li Yan, this was not the time to get to know the other party better.
"Wait! Is Clan Head Gong's main injury just insufficient qi and blood? Or are there other injuries?"
And just as Gong Shanhe was speaking and was about to take a step, Li Yan spoke again.
Gong Shanhe immediately stopped in his tracks and nodded. He of course understood Li Yan's meaning.
He had already used up eighty or ninety percent of his own medicinal pills. What was left were just some ordinary medicinal pills. In fact, for him, they were better than nothing.
Therefore, his injury recovery speed was much slower than before, and he had never fully recovered. However, a moment of hesitation still appeared on his face.
"Clan Head Gong, even if Senior Sister Gong meets the Sixth Elder, the two of them won't be able to break out immediately. They also need to communicate information, and the Sixth Elder also needs time to recover!"
Li Yan immediately saw through Gong Shanhe's thoughts. That is, if they delayed, the other side might be suppressed back in advance, and both the Sixth Elder and Gong Chenying would be injured.
Gong Shanhe pondered for a moment.
"It's mainly a great loss of qi and blood, and there is also a cold qi lingering between my viscera. However, this cold qi, even without medicinal pills, can be recovered as long as I have more time to breathe. It was just that every time I was about to get better, that yin wind would come..."
A bitter smile appeared on Gong Shanhe's face, and he had roughly stated his current situation.
"Then take these medicinal pills and recover your strength first!"
As Li Yan spoke, he had already waved his hand, and three exquisite small porcelain bottles appeared in front of Gong Shanhe.
A sharp light flashed in Gong Shanhe's eyes. Then, he no longer stood on ceremony, but quickly opened the three porcelain bottles. A refreshing medicinal fragrance came from the jade bottles.
What Li Yan took out were medicinal pills for replenishing qi and blood and supplementing magical power. These medicinal pills were all from the Nascent Soul cultivators he had killed in the Chaotic Flow Space.
They were extremely effective for Nascent Soul cultivators. Li Yan did not take out "Rongsun" or "True Essence Pill." Those two treasures were the most life-saving things at critical moments.
Gong Shanhe immediately poured the medicinal pills from the jade bottle into his mouth. Then, he sat cross-legged on the spot, looking completely defenseless. Li Yan then stood quietly to the side, looking at Gong Shanhe with a strange light in the depths of his eyes...
More than half an hour later, Gong Shanhe had already stood up. At this moment, some muscles had actually reappeared on Gong Shanhe's body. Although he still looked shriveled, compared to before, the difference could be distinguished with the naked eye.
After Gong Shanhe's qi and blood were replenished, his flesh and blood had already begun to revive!
However, those qi and blood replenishing medicinal pills, Li Yan had also tried them before. If he wanted to refine them, it would probably take at least one to two hours.
Gong Shanhe was probably worried about Gong Chenying, so he probably hadn't completely refined them. But in just over half an hour, to be able to recover his qi and blood to this extent, Li Yan guessed that it must be related to the "Qiongqi Purgatory Art" he cultivated.
"Is this enough?"
Li Yan asked.
As Gong Shanhe stood up, a series of popping sounds like popping beans came from his body. He twisted his neck.
"I've recovered to about eighty percent. I can't wait any longer!"
Gong Shanhe was anxious in his heart. If you asked him to completely enter a state of meditation and breathe, he couldn't do it either. To be able to do this much, his mind was already extremely strong.
"Alright then, let's go!"
As Li Yan spoke, with a thought, Qian Ji and Zi Kun's figures in the distance had already disappeared. They were dealing with Nascent Soul cultivators, and the two demons couldn't help at all.
Li Yan and Gong Shanhe looked at each other, and the two of them turned into two blurry figures and flew quickly towards the entrance of the cave.
And a wisp of Li Yan's Divine Sense was always paying attention behind him. He wasn't sure if the terrifying existence in the deep cave could really not leave the cave, as they had guessed.
If it couldn't leave the cave, although this was good news, it was also their most dangerous time. That terrifying existence would attack before they left. This was the last opportunity.
...
A blurry figure holding a long spear stood in front of Gong Chenying. Gong Chenying felt a chill in her heart. She was suppressed and couldn't move at all.
"I'm just afraid you'll move around. This remnant soul of mine doesn't have much power. Don't worry, for the sake of you being a human cultivator, I won't harm you easily! After I'm done asking questions, I'll remove the seal on you."
The somewhat ethereal figure looked at Gong Chenying.
And at this moment, in Gong Chenying's eyes, the phantom in front of her was a nun of about forty years old.
She wore a wide sea-blue monk's robe and a nun's hat. Her appearance was very graceful, and her pair of eyes revealed a vicissitude that did not match her age.
Although the nun's voice was somewhat ethereal, even a little soft, the meaning in her words was very clear. "Won't harm you easily," that was under the condition that Gong Chenying didn't have any other crooked thoughts.
The graceful nun looked at Gong Chenying. Just as she was speaking, the long spear in her hand was suddenly thrown out. A streak of red light flashed and disappeared.
The long spear suddenly made a turn at the corner and shot forward. The hard long spear magical treasure, in her hands, seemed to be like refined steel turning into a soft wrap around her finger. When it turned the corner of the cave, its movements were rounded and incomparably light.
Compared to Gong Chenying's domineering way of using the spear, it was a completely different extreme feeling.
Immediately, Gong Chenying heard several shrill, miserable cries coming from the distant part of the cave...
The graceful nun beckoned again, and a red light flashed at the corner. Her hand blurred, and a long spear appeared in her hand again.
She looked at the long spear in her hand and let out a soft sigh, as if she were not satisfied with her attack just now.
"Alright, those few 'Yin Mountain Beasts' are dead. For the time being, the other 'Yin Mountain Beasts' also don't know you're here! Tell me, who are you? And how is the 'Red Whisk Temple' now?"
The graceful nun looked down again at Gong Chenying. Although her figure was somewhat illusory, a fiery light flashed from her two eyes, which made Gong Chenying involuntarily close her eyes.
'So those Wind Beasts are called 'Yin Mountain Beasts'.'
Gong Chenying thought in her heart, and her mouth had already answered.
"Tianli Clan, Gong Chenying! Where is the 'Red Whisk Temple' that Senior speaks of?"
Gong Chenying answered with a calm expression.
"Tianli Clan? What kind of clan is that? You mean to say, you don't know the 'Red Whisk Temple'?"
After hearing Gong Chenying's answer, the temperature in the graceful nun's eyes seemed to rise a little more, and a trace of ridicule appeared on her face.
"Senior, the Tianli Clan is just a nearby clan. We have lived here for generations and have been fighting against three kinds of Wind Beast races without end."
"I came here also because a clansman was trapped here, so I came to investigate. Only then did I discover that there were actually Ghost-Creature Wind Beasts here. Then, I was chased all the way here by them."
"The 'Red Whisk Temple' that Senior speaks of, this junior has indeed heard of it for the first time. I wonder where it is?"
Gong Chenying was still neither servile nor overbearing.
"Hehehe, it seems you still don't know who I am? You carry the 'Red Whisk Crimson Dragon Spear' of the 'Red Whisk Temple,' or rather, you have the spearhead of the 'Red Whisk Crimson Dragon Spear,' and you still say you don't know the 'Red Whisk Temple'?"
"And the place you are in is right under the 'Red Whisk Temple.' Who exactly are you? You are not a person of my temple, yet you have snuck into my temple and even stolen the spearhead of the 'Red Whisk Crimson Dragon Spear.'"
"If I'm not mistaken, you have only just refined this long spear not long ago, right? Do you think I'm just a remnant soul and can't soul-search you? My Buddha is merciful, but against evil people, we must slay demons and devils!".