Published: March 2, 2025
"Then, should I kill you, or should I seal you away..."
The howling wind swept past, a byproduct of Tang Haofei's furious roar. With such strength, even the hurricane that erupted from Tang Haofei's mouth forced Wen Yu to use the soul battlefield to counter this "collateral attack."
Wen Yu instinctively shifted his position.
Seeing this, Faceless twisted Tang Haofei's head to another direction while greedily eyeing the bloodstain on Tang Haofei's chest.
To Faceless, this was a treasure!
Wen Yu noticed Faceless's desire and chuckled as he shook his head, setting aside his thoughts and cautiously approaching Tang Haofei, pulling apart the collar of Tang Haofei's shirt.
The massive physical power allowed Tang Haofei's injuries to heal extremely quickly; at this point, over eighty percent of the wound on his chest had already healed.
Wen Yu meticulously collected nearly half a bottle of blood from Tang Haofei's wound. Looking at the thick liquid in the bottle, Wen Yu smiled and shook it a couple of times before placing the blood back into the Spatial Ring.
The blatant insult calmed Tang Haofei down. At this moment, he panted heavily, his blood-red eyes glaring fiercely at Wen Yu.
"Kill me..."
There was no plea in his voice; Tang Haofei spoke calmly, intent on dying. However, Wen Yu merely pouted and offered no response.
Despite Wen Yu's earlier self-righteous rhetoric, when it came time to deal with Tang Haofei, he found himself hesitating instead.
If Tang Haofei had no chance of reviving, Wen Yu would definitely want to eliminate this troublesome opponent right here—since they were already enemies, it was essential to eradicate him completely. As long as Tang Haofei was dead, there would be no more uncertainties!
But if Tang Haofei still had revival opportunities, even just one, it would mean a sure finishing move for Wen Yu—Blood Flesh Balance (race foundation level, active skill) could only be effective once a day. Without this skill, he would have no way to break through Tang Haofei's external defenses. A revived Tang Haofei would have his strength quadrupled, and Faceless would be directly crushed. Plus, Tang Haofei had suffered a significant loss at Wen Yu's hands; he believed that if given a second chance, Tang Haofei would not fall for the same trick again.
Such results were merely due to Tang Haofei's poor state of mind, disorientation, and the coincidence arising from not being able to gauge Wen Yu's skills. If there was a second time...
Wen Yu could imagine how miserable he would be.
So...
"Sleep now. When you wake up again, everything will be better."
Wen Yu spoke gently, as if coaxing a child, while Tang Haofei was held in place by Faceless, the red light in his eyes growing stronger until he saw Wen Yu take out a talisman from the Spatial Ring.
Sleep Spell (race foundation level artifact): When this item is attached to the target's exposed skin and activated, the target will be forced into a sleep state. This artifact ignores physical quality differences, and while in the sleep state, the target does not need to eat. If the target is attacked by any external force, they will awaken from this sleep.
It was a seemingly useless item, yet it was the only "seal" type artifact that the military could find that ignored physical quality differences.
Wen Yu held the Sleep Spell in his right hand, slowly approaching Tang Haofei, watching as the murderous intent in Tang Haofei's eyes intensified.
Wen Yu remained calm until the Sleep Spell made contact with Tang Haofei's forehead. As the Sleep Spell emitted its effective light, Tang Haofei's body gradually slumped, and then black energy erupted from Wen Yu's hand, enveloping Tang Haofei like a black flesh cocoon, ensuring he wouldn't suffer any “attacks.”
The darkness dragged Tang Haofei's body, floating in mid-air. Watching Tang Haofei in his slumber, Wen Yu squinted his eyes and sighed softly after a while.
This time, it was clear that he had thoroughly offended Tang Er. He just hoped that Lin Haifeng had a way to reawaken Tang Yi's personality.