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.

in snow, but lying on a warm bed instead. The bed was quite firm, and

dead. Amidst the most difficult time, he had managed to keep the spark in his cerebral domain alive. Stubbornly, he

how weak the spark was. As long as it was not completely extinguished,

be able to make a swift recovery once he replenished his

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

he realized his body

tried to stretch his hand, he found himself wrapped in something that felt like a sleeping bag. At the same time, he could feel a person’s soft body next to his. He immediately turned

“Yeverie!” Jonathan exclaimed happily.

him, Yeverie

his best to tamp down his joy as he realized that he and Yeverie

deep breath, Jonathan struggled to pull the zipper of the sleeping bag

of light

a dark cave that barely

who was soundly asleep. Although

life was no longer

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

getting up, Jonathan strode toward the entrance. They must be the person who saved

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

to be in his late twenties and

trefoil sword hung on the man’s

much despair

Jonathan called out

armor glanced at Jonathan indifferently and did

voice, Jonathan bowed deeply and said, “Thank you

to stare at Jonathan for an extended period of time,

that, Jonathan behaved himself in

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

spoke fluent

Curiously, he asked, “Exiled

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

his head in response.

“Where do you come from, and why do you dress so strangely? When I found you and your companion, you were both frozen blocks of ice. Logically, the both of you

in silver armor was all curious

Yeverie who were buried in the snow by chance as he scavenged for food.

surprised to discover that the two

in silver armor decided to save

that he was incredibly interested in

Jonathan too was curious about the knight and the world

almost certain that he had

explain where my companion and I came from. More importantly, I don’t

gasped for breath the

armor grabbed something from his pocket

was a

peeling the skin,”

Jonathan exclaimed, “Thank