1810 Stalemate

Alex received the knowledge of the Long Fangyu being wounded and needing help just a few moments before he teleported away from the battlefield to the outside of the ship.

He quickly flew onto the ship, but by the time he arrived inside, he could already hear the wailing screams of Long Huan and Zhan Luoyang who were crying over Long Fangyu's body.

His eyes widened in shock as he went forward and leaned down to send his senses over the body.

Dead.

Without a doubt, Long Fangyu had died.

The wounded soldiers around the room were looking at the situation with a look of pity and sadness.

Alex found it a little difficult to believe the situation.

"I'm… sorry," Alex said softly. "I was too late."

Luoyang couldn't say anything. She didn't find any capacity to do anything but cry.

Long Huan looked toward Alex with tears streaming down his face. "His soul… his soul was wounded in the attack. We didn't have any pills," he said.

Alex held a grim look. "What about all the other pills?" he asked.

Long Huan shook his head. "Most of the pills have already been used," he said. "There wasn't any for my brother."

Alex grimaced at the words. He looked in front of him at the Phoenix fire which everyone was using to heal themselves throughout the battle.

The ship was specially created to bring this fire along for the war, with a Spirit vein being burned down below to keep this fire going.

This fire was meant to heal most minor wounds, but Alex knew from the start that this wouldn't heal wounds to the spirit or the soul.

'Dammit!' he thought to himself. He should've thought to bring more pills along for healing souls. That had been a mistake on his part.

"Why were you late?" Long Huan asked.

Alex couldn't help but put on an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, I was deep in a battle," he said.

After seeing that the prince was saved by his brother, and seeing Zhou Linfan join in a deadly fight with the Emperor, Alex's focus had been to keep people from interfering with that fight.

Zhou Linfan's job was to do his best to tire the Emperor and kill him if he could. And everyone worked to his work from being disturbed as it had been multiple times in the past.

Had Alex not started another fight, he could've maybe made it back in time.

"What happened? I thought you and your brother made it out of your father's clutches," Alex said. He remembered seeing them teleporting away. The splitting bolts of lightning had covered a large area and had somewhat blinded him at that moment. It was only the teleportation aura that told Alex that they had made it away.

"He was hit before we could leave," Long Huan said, his voice seething with anger.

He looked around and caught onto the sword that lay near his brother's dead body. The Ebony sword.

He held onto it tightly, as his face became a mask of fury. "I'm going to kill him," he said softly. "I'm going to kill my father."

He stood up, but Alex caught onto him. "Brother Huan, don't be reckless. Senior Zhou is fighting him right now. You can't do anything even if you go there."

Zhan Luoyang stopped crying and looked to the side as she realized something was going on.

"Let go of me," Long Huan shouted. "I'll go kill him."

"Young brother Huan," she tried to speak, but Long Huan spoke even louder than she could.

"He killed my brother, his own son. I must kill him. I must see him dead with my own eyes. He must die at my hands," the prince shouted.

"He will die, but if you go there right now, you will die too. Calm down for now," Alex said, but the prince tried to shove Alex aside to move out.

"Please, brother Huan," Alex tried speaking, but the man used all he could to push Alex aside and moved past him.

Alex sighed, seeing that he had no other choice at all. He let out a spiritual attack, using Heaven's Impact at that moment to render Long Huan unconscious.

Alex grabbed onto his body as it fell and slowly laid him down by Zhan Luoyang. "He'll be unconscious for a few minutes. Please look after him while he wakes up," he said.

Alex then reached into his Soul Space and brought out a few pills that healed soul-based injuries. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it here earlier, and you have my condolences, but we do not have the time to mourn. The war rages outside and people are wounded by the minute. I need you to help them however you can. Please."

Zhan Luoyang took onto the pills that Alex handed her over, a measly 20 pills, but even a single one would've been able to save her Fangyu's life had it been in time.

Luoyang nodded. "I will do what I can," she said as he wiped the tears that hadn't stopped streaming down her face.

Alex stood up straight and looked at the phoenix fire that burned within the ship, feeling bad that it did not heal soul injuries.

He shook his head in the end and turned around, walking back out of the ship to go back to the fights where the battle had reached a crescendo with Zhou Linfan and the Dragon Emperor tearing through the skies to hopefully kill each other.

* * * * *

The Dragon Emperor and Zhou Linfan had come to add an odd sense of stalemate in their battle. They continuously fought each other, but neither of them got an upper hand on each other at all.

The problem lay in the fact that Zhou Linfan's regular Saint Qi was now much stronger than the Emperor's Saint Qi due to him being part of the Hell Emperor's Array.

As a result, the Emperor was forced to use Immortal Qi to fight against Zhou Linfan's attacks as there was nothing else that could bridge the gap between their Saint Qi.

At the same time, Zhou Linfan struggled in the same way that his powerful Saint Qi had no way to bridge the gap against the Emperor's Immortal Qi and was thus forced to use Immortal Qi himself.

As such the Emperor and Zhou Linfan were both forced to fight with nothing but Immortal Qi, and as a result neither of them were coming anywhere close to beating each other.

As such, there was all but one path to victory in this fight.

Whoever could make the other person run out of Immortal Qi first won.

Neither of the two knew how much Qi the other person had. Neither of them knew how long each of them were fighting. All they knew was their own limit, and they were both willing to push it to the limit.

Zhou Linfan knew he wasn't going to back down, and the Dragon Emperor knew there was no way for him to back down.

As such, the two of them fought with every might in their body.

"I will avenge my father and my Kin, Long Tiankong!" Zhou Linfan shouted. "Today is the day you die."