Halfway up Black Beard Mountain, Ye Zhen's face was uncomfortably red, and veins on his forehead bulged one after another, making his entire head look swollen, with blood vessels visible everywhere that seemed on the verge of bursting.
Not only that, but even Ye Zhen's hands, which he pressed on Hou Ba's head, were trembling uncontrollably, as if they might slip off at any moment.
This was Ye Zhen's first time performing the Soul Searching Technique, and he had underestimated the negative side effects of its use, especially when Hou Ba's Divine Soul Cultivation was stronger than Ye Zhen's.
The memory information a martial artist accumulates from life and cultivation from childhood to adulthood is massive. And now, all that massive information had to be processed through Ye Zhen's Divine Soul, the pressure of which can only be imagined.
