Chapter 1105 Little Yan

Those dozen or so desolate beasts seemed to have gone mad, completely ignoring Ye Yuan and charging straight at Mo Datong and the others.

Not only that, in that short time, several more black figures darted out.

Seeing this, even with a divine artifact in hand, Mo Datong felt his scalp go numb.

Only then did he realize that Zhao Lingdong had been right.

This was nothing but a trap!

"Run!" Zhao Lingdong shouted, fleeing desperately toward the valley exit.

Mo Datong dared not linger either. Even with a divine artifact, facing nearly twenty beings as powerful as himself was no advantage.

Yet Mo Datong and his companions were still blocked.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Several desolate beasts directly barred their way, while others caught up, surrounding them completely.

"You two pigs! I told you it was a trap, but you wouldn't listen!" Zhao Lingdong fumed, stamping his feet.

Mo Datong felt remorse but refused to admit defeat, snorting coldly, "Who would have thought that all these desolate beasts on the mountain would act like they're protecting that kid?"

Zhao Lingdong snorted, "Enough nonsense! Use all your skills to cut a path out. Don't get entangled, or none of us will escape!"

Each of these Xuan Void desolate beasts was no weaker than them.

Without divine artifacts, they would all have died here.

Seeing the multitude of desolate beasts, Mo Datong steeled himself and prepared to open the Mountains and Rivers Map to suck them all in.

Zhao Lingdong's face changed drastically, and he quickly stopped him, "Are you crazy? With your strength, can you suppress over twenty desolate beasts? Do you think you're invincible just because you have a divine artifact? If they go berserk inside, they'll shake you to death!"

Cursed out thoroughly by Zhao Lingdong, Mo Datong dared not retort.

The Mountains and Rivers Map was powerful, but not truly invincible.

If a Divine Path powerhouse used it, even ten thousand desolate beasts sucked in would be dead.

But he was only a Xuan Void expert, and the desolate beasts he sucked in were of similar strength.

Over twenty at once—if they went wild inside, Mo Datong's strength simply couldn't suppress them.

"Then... what do you suggest?" Mo Datong had no temper left.

"What else? Break out! You two work together to clear the path ahead, and we return to the fourth layer!" Zhao Lingdong said.

"Return... to the fourth layer?" Mo Datong was stunned.

Zhao Lingdong's face darkened, and he scolded, "What else do you want? As things stand, we can only seal off his exit! I don't believe he can hide in here forever!"

Mo Datong thought it over; it seemed the only option.

Now, killing Ye Yuan was impossible.

...

"Little Yan, thank you for this!" Ye Yuan said gratefully to the youth beside him.

The youth waved his hand, "No need. Xiao Huo and I are from the same clan. You're his big brother, so you're mine too. This was just a small favor, nothing much."

This youth was none other than the million-year-old Yanpo Haoyu Lotus.

The Jingtan Fire Lotus and the Yanpo Haoyu Lotus were both fire-attributed lotuses, sharing the same origin. That's why Little Yan said they were from the same clan.

Ye Yuan's original plan was to use Xiao Huo to approach the Yanpo Haoyu Lotus so it wouldn't attack him.

Once Zhao Lingdong and the others arrived, he would provoke them into action, thereby drawing the nearby desolate beasts to deal with them.

But Ye Yuan hadn't expected that this Yanpo Haoyu Lotus had also given birth to a spirit and could transform into human form.

This made communication much smoother.

Little Yan was a million-year-old medicinal essence, and his primordial power had nurtured the many desolate beasts in the vicinity.

If Zhao Lingdong tried to harm Little Yan, those desolate beasts naturally wouldn't allow it.

"Little Yan, tell those desolate beasts not to go all out. Just drive those guys away. They have divine artifacts; if it comes to a real fight, you'll definitely suffer losses," Ye Yuan instructed.

Little Yan nodded and emitted a series of strange syllables into the ears of the desolate beasts.

Over there, Zhao Lingdong and the others were already locked in fierce battle with the desolate beasts.

No, to be precise, they were being brutally beaten by the desolate beasts.

Over twenty Xuan Void desolate beasts—that was more than the number in the Holy City!

How could such a terrifying force be resisted by just three or four of them?

Without divine artifacts, they would have been torn apart by the desolate beasts long ago.

Following Little Yan's orders, the desolate beasts didn't cling to Zhao Lingdong and his group. They deliberately left an opening, allowing the four to break out.

Of course, by then the four were already in a sorry state, each bearing serious injuries.

Outside the valley, the clamor of battle shook the heavens. The desolate beasts showed no sign of stopping, driving the four all the way toward the fourth layer.

Having barely escaped, how could the four dare to turn back?

They retreated while fighting, scurrying back to the fourth layer in a flash.

Seeing their disheveled appearance, the childlike Little Yan and Xiao Huo burst into laughter.

Once the four vanished beyond the valley, Little Yan said to Ye Yuan, "Brother Ye Yuan, Xiao Huo and I are like brothers. Why don't you stay here for a few days?"

Ye Yuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Xiao Huo has suffered a lot following me all these years. Now that he's met a clansman, you two should spend more time together."

Xiao Huo and Little Yan had hit it off immediately and naturally hated to part.

Ye Yuan's agreement made the two little ones cheer with joy.

Having driven Zhao Lingdong and the others away, Ye Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Over the past half month, Ye Yuan's mental and physical strength had been pushed to the limit, sustained only by sheer will.

In the following days, Ye Yuan stayed in the valley to recuperate.

With the help of pills, Ye Yuan recovered quickly.

But what troubled him was that he had originally come to capture Little Yan, yet fate had played a trick: Little Yan and Xiao Huo had become inseparable friends.

Since they were friends, Ye Yuan naturally couldn't lay a hand on a friend. Moreover, Little Yan had helped him drive away Zhao Lingdong and the others; Ye Yuan couldn't repay kindness with enmity.

After thinking it over, Ye Yuan had to give up.

"Forget it. I'll have to find another way for the Yanpo Haoyu Lotus!" Ye Yuan said helplessly.

This stay lasted half a month, during which Ye Yuan enjoyed a rare period of peace and tranquility.

During these half month, besides healing, Ye Yuan spent most of his time organizing the gains from this period.

Since entering the Blood Rain Wasteland, Ye Yuan had been almost constantly engaged in high-intensity battles.

Calming down to carefully sort things out, Ye Yuan's gains were indeed considerable.

In terms of artistic conception, Ye Yuan's sword intent was gradually approaching great perfection.

As for the two supreme true intents of slaughter and scorching heat, Ye Yuan had also made significant progress, soon to break through their bottlenecks.

One day, while Ye Yuan was cultivating, Xiao Huo suddenly brought Little Yan to visit him.