I Am Unstoppable

After partially recovering their stamina, Jonathan and Yeverie set out at a slow pace and continued on their journey.

Although Yeverie felt much better, Jonathan was growing weaker.

Prolonged exposure to cold environments eventually used up the stored energy in their bodies, and it was the type of cold that was lethal in prolonged exposure.

As Jonathan’s and Yeverie’s cultivation was strong, they would still survive if they could keep their energies replenished. No matter how freezing the place was, they had nothing to fear.

However, they’ve had nothing to eat. Thus, it prevented them from replenishing their energies. There was nothing the two of them could do about it.

After all, one could not make bricks without straw, and that was presently the condition Jonathan and Yeverie were in.

It did not matter how strong their cultivation was. If their physical bodies suffered too much and their energies were not replenished, there would be no way out.

Three days later, Jonathan and Yeverie were buried in the snow. Their minds were a blur as they held onto each other tightly. Their bodies were so cold that they were frozen, and their blood was close to coagulating. Soon, they could no longer move.

Even their consciousness began to blur.

However, they were not yet dead as they instinctively managed to retain the small spark—the last bit of consciousness in their cerebral domain.

Jonathan felt an incredible amount of resentment and regret as his consciousness faded. At the same time, he felt betrayed by Leahra.

If it had not been for the vampire primogenitor’s cunning plan, he would not have come here. If he had run out, there could have been a slim chance of survival.

In that brief moment, several thoughts flitted across Jonathan’s mind.

He had unfinished business to attend to. He wanted to immediately rush back and become the ruler once again. He wanted to take down Edward personally, force Tristan to kneel before his mother’s grave, and make Ignatius prostrate before him.

Jonathan could not let go of the hatred and resentment he harbored.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do about it at the moment.

Soon, he was no longer able to keep the drowsiness at bay, he felt his own body relaxing in that instant.

As the pain vanished, he felt his body enveloped in a warm and comforting sensation. It was as if he had returned to his mother’s womb, and he felt himself surrounded by amniotic fluid.

Unable to hold it up further, Jonathan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He was so tired that he fell into deep slumber.

Had Jonathan and Yeverie been ordinary people, they would most certainly be heading toward death.

However, they managed to hang onto their last breaths.

Jonathan had no idea how much time passed as he found himself cocooned by darkness.

Gradually, he regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes.

Although Jonathan’s surroundings were still pitch black after he opened his eyes, his acute senses detected the change in the place where he slept.

no longer buried in snow, but lying on a warm bed instead. The bed was quite firm, and he could feel a quilt

wasn’t dead. Amidst the most difficult time, he had managed to keep the spark in his cerebral domain alive. Stubbornly, he refused to allow it to be

matter how weak the spark was. As long as it

condition Jonathan’s body was in, he would be able to make

he could feel that his spirit had been replenished a little. He suspected that

he realized his body was still feeling quite

his hand, he found himself wrapped in something that felt like a sleeping bag. At the same time, he could feel a

“Yeverie!” Jonathan exclaimed happily.

to him, Yeverie

tried his best to tamp down his joy as he realized that he and Yeverie had been saved.

to pull the zipper of the

a faint ray of light

were in a dark cave that barely allowed any light

and check on Yeverie, who was soundly asleep. Although her body appeared to be weak,

was no

squirmed out of the sleeping bag, he realized that there was someone standing at

entrance. They must

of the cave, Jonathan saw a young man clad in a knight’s attire

be in his late twenties and looked like an Anglandurn

hung on the man’s waist, and he

Jonathan rejoiced. After experiencing far too much despair in

Jonathan called out

at Jonathan indifferently and did not

bowed deeply and said, “Thank you for

the knight in silver armor continued to stare at Jonathan for an extended period of time, he began to

himself

asked, “You and your companion… What are you? How

spoke

not have any difficulties communicating in Ustranasian. Curiously,

that this was an exiled land?” A strange look

his head in response. “I

strangely? When I found you and your companion, you were both frozen

armor was all curious about

buried in the snow

incredibly surprised to discover that the

the curious knight in silver armor decided to

obvious that he was incredibly interested in

same time, Jonathan too was curious about the knight

that he had

me to suddenly explain where my companion and I came from. More importantly, I don’t know where this place is.” His words were slightly labored as he

gasped for breath the moment he

silver armor grabbed something from his pocket and tossed it at

proffered item and eyed it curiously. It was a black colored fruit that

eat it after peeling the skin,” the

Jonathan exclaimed, “Thank