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.

but lying on a warm bed instead.

most difficult time, he had managed to keep the spark in his cerebral domain alive. Stubbornly, he refused to allow it

the spark was. As long as it was

body was in, he would be able to make a swift

his spirit had been replenished a little. He suspected that person had fed him some

realized his body was still

felt like a sleeping bag. At the same time,

“Yeverie!” Jonathan exclaimed happily.

Yeverie was

realized that he and Yeverie had

in a deep breath, Jonathan struggled to pull the zipper of

ray of

in a dark cave

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

life was no longer in

Jonathan painstakingly squirmed out of the sleeping bag, he realized that

toward the entrance. They must

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

appeared to be in his late twenties and looked like an Anglandurn

trefoil sword hung on the man’s waist, and

too much despair in

called out in

armor glanced at Jonathan indifferently and did not

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

at Jonathan for an extended

himself

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

knight spoke

communicating in Ustranasian. Curiously, he asked, “Exiled land? What do you mean by

did not know that this was an exiled land?” A strange look flashed in

shook his head in

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 should have perished,

was all curious

were buried in the snow by

discover that the two frozen human popsicles were

armor decided

was obvious that he was

too was curious about the

he had arrived in a dimensional

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

breath the moment he sat

something from his pocket and tossed it at Jonathan. “Here,

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

peeling the skin,” the knight in

Jonathan exclaimed,