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.

on a warm bed instead. The bed was quite firm, and he could feel

was elated. He knew that he wasn’t dead. Amidst the most difficult time, he had managed to keep the spark in his cerebral domain alive. Stubbornly, he refused

the spark was. As long as it was not

the condition Jonathan’s body was in, he would be able to make a swift recovery once he replenished his energy as

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

his body was

found himself wrapped in something that felt like a sleeping bag. At the same time, he could feel a person’s soft body next

“Yeverie!” Jonathan exclaimed happily.

Yeverie was still

down his joy as he realized that he and Yeverie had been saved. The sleeping bag could not have appeared from

Jonathan struggled to pull the zipper

ray of

a dark cave that barely allowed any

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

life was no

he realized that there was someone standing at

toward the entrance. They must

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

late twenties and looked like an Anglandurn

trefoil sword hung on the man’s waist, and he stood

much despair in this

called out

silver armor glanced at

deep voice, Jonathan bowed deeply and said, “Thank you

for an

Jonathan behaved himself in

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

knight spoke

any difficulties communicating in Ustranasian. Curiously, he asked, “Exiled land?

that this was an exiled land?” A strange look flashed in the knight in silver

shook his head in response. “I have

so strangely? When I found you and your companion, you were both frozen blocks of ice.

silver armor was all curious

he saved them. In fact, he had come across Jonathan and Yeverie who were buried in the snow by chance as he scavenged for food. Much to his surprise, he had dug up two

was incredibly surprised to discover that the two frozen human popsicles were still

the curious knight in silver armor decided to save Jonathan

obvious that he was incredibly interested

was curious about the knight and the world that

was almost certain that he had

I came from. More importantly,

for breath the moment he sat

something from his pocket and tossed

item and eyed it curiously. It was a black colored fruit that was about the size

eat it after peeling the skin,”

exclaimed,