Chapter 1096: Huang Yang Dies, Father and Son Confront

"Yang'er, can you still hold on?" Huang Longji was very worried, but he could do nothing.

The backlash isn't an injury that can be helped; even if one wanted to help, one would have to wait until the backlash finishes, or suppress the backlash before it begins, preventing it from erupting, so nothing would go wrong.

These two things, Huang Longji could not do; he could only watch helplessly as his son suffered.

He knew well the pain of the backlash, as painful as being sliced by a thousand blades, unbearable for ordinary people; his precious son endured the backlash of the Flame Yang Bone, his body burned by flames, the backlash attacking from inside and out, the backlash came swiftly, his body like a furnace, impossible to extinguish, also impossible to……suppress.

Huang Longji was extremely worried, but he could do nothing except send true qi and vitality to help his son ease the pain; Huang Wufeng and Huang Wuheng stood aside, took no action, coldly witnessed the scene, with no intention to help.

The backlash is very strong; relying on external force, it is hard to suppress, unless Huang Longji's strength reaches the Dao Realm, possibly achieving this; otherwise, it is difficult, a waste of effort.

The two exchanged a glance, neither intending to act, but instead looked at the surrounding mist; the dispersing mist began to gather, recovering quickly, and before they could start observing the formation, they were enveloped by the mist.

Moreover, these mists seemed different; everything around changed along with them.

The two's eyes turned cold; Huang Wufeng said, "Third brother, be careful, there is an abnormality."

"I know, the mist has changed, the formation around is also changing; the person behind is about to act."

Huang Wuheng assumed a fighting stance, but dared not be careless.

Staring at his surroundings, he knew danger was near; a moment's carelessness could get him hit.

After waiting half an hour, nothing happened; the two could feel the formation's devouring power increase severalfold, quite abrupt, and this increase did not stop there but kept rising.

At this rate, they probably couldn't hold out much longer.

"Second brother, the formation's devouring intensity has increased; we need to find a way to leave this place."

"If we continue, we might collapse here before even seeing Yan'er."

"Yan'er is probably inside; his safety is temporarily fine; we might first figure out how to leave this formation, then plan other matters."

Huang Wufeng nodded: "Do as you say, third brother."

The two steadied their hearts, and the plan was set.

As for how Huang Yang and his father should act, they didn't care; first leave this place, then talk; staying here, they would likely meet their end here.

"Family Head, cheer up; we need to hurry out of this formation; we can discuss anything later."

Huang Longji nodded: "That's all we can do; first leave the formation, then later think of how to break it and find the mastermind."

Luo Feifei's death is inseparable from the mastermind.

Relying on Huang Yan alone, it is impossible to kill Luo Feifei; without others' help, this step cannot be done.

The person who set up this formation is the mastermind.

Huang Yang refused: "No, we cannot leave; Huang Yan isn't dead yet; we cannot leave, for once we leave the formation and give him enough time to cultivate, killing him later would be harder than ascending to heaven."

He suffered the backlash, and for at least several years he cannot advance, needing to heal his body.

Not killing Huang Yan leaves him uneasy.

Huang Yan's rise makes him fearful; when facing Huang Yan then, he also lacks confidence.

The existence of the Flame Yang Bone has become his estrangement, a stumbling block on his cultivation path; discarding it would be a pity, but keeping it only brings him harm.

There are naturally benefits, but the harms outweigh them; yet without the Flame Yang Bone, his body would also suffer injury.

He cannot do it.

"Yang'er, listen, your mother's vengeance—I will repay it as your father." Huang Longji promised: "Huang Yan cannot escape; sooner or later I will find him to settle the score; daring to kill my wife, his crime is unforgivable."

Huang Yang gritted his teeth: "Father, we cannot leave; Huang Yan is nearby; if you try harder, you will soon find him."

"He isn't strong; he merely uses the formation to hide himself; Father, you can find him."

Huang Longji looked at Huang Wufeng and Huang Wuheng; Huang Wuheng sneered: "Yang'er, you need to face reality; even if we find Yan'er, what then? Can we kill him?"

"You also know his ties to the mastermind are deep; the person behind would not stand by and watch Yan'er be killed by you."

"Staying here, we will all meet our end here; I don't want to die pointlessly in this place."

Huang Wufeng added: "Exactly; if you want to stay, stay yourself; anyway, I won't stay in this formation."

The two felt the threat; that intangible danger left them uneasy.

They just wanted to leave quickly, not wanting to stay even a moment.

Huang Yang unwilling: "Grandfather Second, Grandfather Third, Father, just leave one more day—just one day—I will surely find him."

Huang Longji hesitated, looking at Huang Wufeng and Huang Wuheng; Huang Wufeng mused: "Yang'er, it's not that Second Uncle doesn't believe you, but that Second Uncle thinks you cannot do it; with your current state, wanting to kill Yan'er is unlikely."

"You had better give up that thought, return properly to restore your origin, and consolidate your cultivation."

Huang Yang firmly said: "No, I won't leave; if Huang Yan doesn't die, I won't go."

Huang Longji hesitated.

Huang Wufeng spread his hands: "Whatever you want."

Huang Wuheng glanced at Huang Yang, then at Huang Longji; this father and son were of one mind, unchangeable.

All we can do is find a way to leave, take the opportunity to go; these two are courting death, but they don't want to stay.

Their task is not to kill Yan'er, nor to capture him, but to protect him and bring him back.

As for Yang'er and Huang Longji, they are merely what Huang Longji ordered; the two may listen or not.

Yan'er must not die; that is the bottom line; others, even if Huang Longji dies, then he dies.

Huang Longji's talent ends here; he cannot step into the Dao Realm, at most reaching the True Lord Realm, far inferior to Huang Yan.

Moreover, the current Yan'er had his Flame Yang Bone removed, yet he can still cultivate anew, showing he has freed himself from dependence on the Flame Yang Bone; in the future, he will surely have promise.

The two sat down, and Huang Longji and his son began to plot secretly.

One day later.

The backlash's power increased; the surrounding mist grew thick, enveloping them.

Several people's strength gradually weakened; another day came, the mist grew denser, and the devouring power increased again.

Huang Yang couldn't hold back; he sensed the aura of the Flame Yang Bone, trembling a few times.

Moving forward, the trembling became violent.

「Found you, Huang Yan。」

In the mist, Huang Yan's very silhouette appeared; Huang Yang immediately set out, but missed.

It was an illusion, not Huang Yan's true body.

「Not good, got hit。」

In the next moment, Huang Yang quickly dodged, but his body still took a blow.

The Flame-Yang staff smashed over, Huang Yang's body fell to the ground.

「Boom—」