As time passed, more and more people crushed their jade pendants and appeared at the lakeside.
It had only been half a day, but more than a dozen people could no longer hold on.
It was obvious how great the pressure under the lake was.
The elders weren't surprised at all.
These people were elites of the outer sect. Being in the top thirty meant that they had a chance of entering the inner sect.
However, they could only hold on for half a day.
Back then, a candidate of the sacred land was allowed to enter the sacred lake when he was in the emperor realm. It was said that he reached a depth of two hundred feet and lasted for five days. It caused quite a stir in the sacred land at the time.
These people, on the other hand, were only a few dozen feet deep. They could barely hold on for half a day. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the difference between heaven and earth!
This was also the reason why these people were only Outer Sect Elites.
However, when the elders saw the few figures around ten feet away from them, they revealed a slightly satisfied expression.
Being able to hold on for so long meant that they would be accepted into the inner sect as soon as they came out of the sacred lake.
The remaining ten or so people didn't go too deep. They only went four or five feet deep.
They all chose the safest depth.
The elders also carefully sized up these dozen or so people.
They were obviously useful people. Even if they weren't accepted into the inner sect, they could still become pillars of support for the outer sect.
"Eh, that's strange. Why is there one person missing?"
One of the elders did a quick headcount and was surprised to find that there were only 29 people. Only one person was missing, so he let out a soft cry.
After hearing what he said, the other elders also began to pay attention to it.
"There really is one person missing."
The other elder also did a headcount and found that one person was indeed missing.
"Did an accident happen under the lake?"
One of the elders frowned.
They immediately investigated the situation in the sacred lake.
It wasn't like this hadn't happened in the sacred land before.
The opportunity to enter the sacred lake was too rare. Some people didn't want to waste it and wanted to go to the limit, but they didn't expect to lose their lives.
Soon, they had scouted to a position of about 150 feet.
However, it was empty. There was nothing here.
"Maybe they were crushed by the sacred lake. There's nothing left of them."
An elder sighed.
Within the holy lake, if one could not withstand the pressure, one's body would instantly explode. It was not impossible that not even a corpse would remain.
"Eh?"
After the commotion caused by the elders, Deacon Lin also noticed that there was indeed one person missing.
After he confirmed it again and again, he found that the missing person seemed to be Qin Yichen!
"Nothing is left of his corpse?"
He didn't believe it.
If it were any other disciple, he might have believed it.
However, this was Qin Yichen they were talking about.
Qin Yichen, who'd defeated Yi Buyan at the time, had been an initial emperor realm cultivator.
He continued to check.
Sixty Zhang …
Seventy Zhang …
Twenty Zhang …
As Deacon Lin's heart sank deeper and deeper, his heart sank bit by bit.
Twenty Zhang!
Back then, that Prospective Holy Son had only reached this depth.
Therefore, the last trace of hope in Deacon Lin's heart was also shattered.
This could only mean that Qin Yichen had been too arrogant and had gone too deep. That was why he'd met with misfortune …
"That's not right. His constitution is inferior to that of a venerated cultivator, but it's at least at the demigod level. Even if his body exploded, there shouldn't be nothing left of him."
Just as Deacon Lin was about to give up, he suddenly remembered that Qin Yichen's constitution was different from that of a normal person.
Perhaps there would be nothing left of him after his body exploded, but his bones were at the demigod level. How could there not be anything left of him?!
Twenty Zhang was a great pressure, but it wasn't enough to crush a demigod's bones into powder.
He continued to probe deeper.
Twenty Zhang …
Twenty Zhang …
Twenty Zhang …
"That … that's …"
When he reached a depth of two hundred and eighty feet, he saw a faintly discernible figure sitting cross-legged at the bottom.
He continued to probe deeper.
"It's Qin Yichen!"
Deacon Lin suddenly exclaimed. His eyes were filled with shock as if he had seen a ghost. The expression on his face was indescribable.
"Qin Yichen?"
The few elders who had stopped probing earlier couldn't help but look at him when they heard his exclamation.
"Qin Yichen, I think I've heard of this name before …"
One of the elders frowned and pondered for a while.
He seemed to have heard of this name before, but he couldn't remember where at that moment.
Qin Yichen had killed Yi Buyan and defeated Yu Qing, who was at the demigod level. This wasn't something to be proud of in North Vast Palace. Therefore, even though there were occasional rumors, they were quickly suppressed.
"Is he the newcomer who killed Yi Buyan?"
An outer disciple who was covered in injuries asked in surprise.
After his reminder, everyone had an impression of it.
However, the faces of the Inner Sect Elders did not look too good.
They had heard of Yi Buyan's name before.
After all, he was almost taken in as a disciple by the Palace Master of North Vast Palace.
At this moment, they finally remembered why the name Qin Yichen sounded so familiar.
However, there had always been rumors that Qin Yichen had entered the Pill Hall. They didn't expect him to come here.
One had to know that while there were great benefits to entering the holy lake, not everyone could endure the pain and torment.
Since Qin Yichen could enter the Pill Hall and be recognized by the elders, it meant that he was extremely talented in alchemy.
Alchemists had always been above martial artists.
As for martial artists, they were even jokingly called barbarians and barbarians by alchemists.
They only needed to refine pills and didn't need to suffer in the Sacred Lake.
"You're saying that he's still in the Sacred Lake?"
An inner sect elder asked Deacon Lin subconsciously. However, his face was filled with disbelief.
He had probed to a depth of fifteen feet, but there was no one there. How could he still be in there?
"Elder, yes, he's still in the Sacred Lake."
Deacon Lin retracted his gaze and replied respectfully. However, his voice was trembling, which meant that he was extremely emotional.
"How is this possible?"
The elder didn't believe him. He probed to a depth of twenty feet, but there was still no one there. Instantly, he squinted his eyes at Deacon Lin.
"Elder, he's at a depth of thirty feet …"
Deacon Lin couldn't help but remind them when he saw that they didn't believe him.
In fact, if he didn't know Qin Yichen too well, he wouldn't have been able to probe to such a depth.
Thirty feet!
Even an Honorable Realm expert wouldn't be able to go to such a depth.
When he thought about how Qin Yichen had already stayed at such a depth for half a day, Deacon Lin was even more shocked.
He wasn't human!
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