Yi Kun's expression changed several times. He snorted coldly and said, "If you want to bet, do it yourself. I don't want to go crazy with you!" With that, he withdrew his origin energy from the formation and stood aside, ignoring the others.
The other five elders sighed and shook their heads.
Wu Hao said, "Since you're so insistent, Jiangpeng, I'll accompany you for a while longer."
"Thank you!" Lu Jiangpeng said in a deep voice.
The other four elders also kept quiet and continued to persevere.
The sun gradually set in the west until dusk.
Dusk quietly descended like a lingering shadow that shrouded everyone's hearts, making the already heavy atmosphere even more oppressive.
Qing Buli sighed and withdrew his origin energy. "There's nothing I can do."
The other five elders were still bitterly holding on.
Maintaining the crack for seven days and eight nights had consumed too much of their origin energy.
Dawn broke the next morning, gradually dispersing the night sky, but it couldn't dispel the shadows in everyone's hearts.
Wu Hao sighed and said, "I'm sorry." Then, he withdrew his origin energy.
This put even more pressure on the other four elders, and even the golden circle shrank a little.
Si Feiyu sighed. "I'm sorry."
Qi Yi also looked ashamed. "I'm afraid Yang Qingxuan won't be able to return."
The two elders withdrew their hands at the same time, and the golden circle shrank again. Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi's expressions changed.
Although they were the strongest, they couldn't withstand the enormous pressure after the five elders left.
Jiang Yi sighed. "Give up, Jiangpeng."
Lu Jiangpeng's eyes turned cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "No!"
Jiang Yi sighed and said, "If I withdraw my power, you will instantly be hit by the power of this huge crack and suffer internal injuries."
Lu Jiangpeng said coldly, "Go, I can hold on."
Chen Zhen suddenly shouted, "Elder Lu, we're still here! This formation should be able to maintain the crack as long as we pour in origin energy! "
He charged forward and pushed his palms forward, ignoring the strange looks in everyone's eyes. A powerful wave of origin energy poured into the golden circle.
The circle seemed to brighten and expand.
Although it was only a slight change, it made his eyes light up with joy, and he continued to pour his True Origin Energy into it.
As soon as the rest of the students saw this, more than ten people immediately rushed over and imitated Chen Zhen's actions, pouring their True Essence into the halo.
Meng Rui, Yue Qiang, Liu Cheng, Su Ying, Du Ruo, Duan Weiwei … and so on. All the students who had gone through thick and thin together in the ancient palace came forward in batches and poured their True Essence into it.
This scene immediately caused everyone to be moved.
Back in the ancient palace, Yang Qingxuan had defeated Zuo Jun and saved everyone from the abyss of despair. That unforgettable battle and gratitude were deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.
At this moment, there was only one thought in everyone's mind, and that was to repay the favor!
Only a small number of people remained where they were, watching coldly.
Qi Yi and the other elders were also moved. They could not help but let out a long sigh as they thought to themselves, "If Yang Qingxuan was still alive, he would definitely be an influential figure who would lead the group."
With so many students working together, the pressure on Lu Jiangpeng and Jiang Yi was greatly reduced. However, the strength of the students was too weak. Even though there were many of them, they could not maintain it for long. The circle of light shrank again.
Chen Zhen and the others were filled with despair. Su Ying suddenly said, "If Yang Qingxuan is not dead and the crack closes, what will happen to him?"
Jiang Yi said, "Then he will definitely die. Unless he has the ability to break the void or can adapt to the desolation aura without limit, he can only come out when the crack opens again. "
Everyone's heart sank. This meant that as long as the circle of light closed, Yang Qingxuan would definitely die.
Su Ying suddenly burst into tears. Her sobbing made everyone who heard it cry.
As a princess, she was incomparably noble and was doted on by everyone. Power, wealth, and resources were all things that could be obtained with a wave of the hand. When had there ever been anything that could not be obtained?
Her life had been smooth sailing and she had never faced any setbacks. It was as if life should be like this and continue smoothly.
It was not until Wang Hui was killed and Su Yuan was beaten up in Xuan Long Mountain that she suddenly realized that power, wealth, and glory were not omnipotent. There would be times when they would lose their effectiveness.
This made her shocked and angry, but she was also helpless. However, that person had a clear aura and was fearless. His words, "A gentleman is like a dragon, pressing forward courageously" shocked everyone.
After that, the nightmare in the ancient palace caused her to sink into complete despair. This was the first time she discovered that she was actually so weak. All the glory she had achieved before seemed so insignificant and laughable. In front of absolute power, everything was like an ant.
When she was helpless and in great fear, she could only cry helplessly and wait for the terrible judgment of fate.
And that young man came with the fire. Under the golden light, he saved her from despair.
It was like a long dream. In the dream, the god of death came and the young man woke her up, bringing her warmth.
"Come out, come out quickly!"
Chen Zhen shouted loudly. He was also crying.
Everyone who contributed here was desperately pouring in their Vital Energy to repay Yang Qingxuan for saving their lives.
Wu Qiyue was watching from afar on a towering ancient tree. She was moved and said to herself, "So many people are sad for you. Your existence is very important to everyone."
The corner of her mouth curled up slightly. She smiled and said, "I really want to see what kind of expression you will have when you are locked inside. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't be locked inside."
In the Ancient Desolate Region, Yang Qingxuan seemed to have sensed something. At the end of the Black-Patterned Ancient Road, the scene was vague and chaotic.
The power of space rushed over like waves. One after another, it made him unable to meditate. He tried his best to deal with it. The impact made his blood vessels expand and his mind tremble.
"What's going on? Is there a change in the Ancient Road?! "
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He no longer had the heart to cultivate. His figure flashed and he rushed back the way he came.
However, the space around him seemed to have changed shape. It was squeezing toward the center, making his body stagnate.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed. If he couldn't get out, it would be fun. He was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat. He hurriedly raised his palm and attacked with Six Suns Open the Sky!
"Boom!"
The whole space was bombarded by this palm. The distorted parts were straightened a little.
The space was ignited with raging flames.
However, the passage burned by the flames was very narrow. It couldn't fit a person at all.
Yang Qingxuan grabbed the Demon Slaying Sword. With a sword art, purple soul light swirled around it and he slashed down at the passage!
"Boom!"
The space shook a few times and seemed to be split open.
Yang Qingxuan was surprised and happy. He raised the sword and slashed down crazily. Waves of air rushed out.
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