Chapter 918
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Yu Qianqiu felt a headache coming on. Why did he agree to let Li Yuanba and Mu Yanzhen enter the Ling Tian Ancient Tomb?
The identities of these two fellows were extremely sensitive!
The Taihao Sacred Ground disciples guarding outside the Ling Tian Ancient Tomb felt extremely helpless when they learned of the Sacred Ground's decision.
They naturally knew that before the final result was out, they absolutely couldn't disturb the two Candidates. Otherwise, the situation that had just stabilized would probably be stirred up by tempestuous waves.
At this moment, they could only look at the entrance of the Ling Tian Ancient Tomb with hope, as if hoping that a miracle would appear and that Li Yuanba and Mu Yanzhen would be able to walk out unscathed.
After all, if anything happened to either of them, it would cause a huge commotion in the Taihao Sacred Ground.
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In the vast and boundless land, the sky was dark and gloomy. Raindrops that were as sharp as swords, mixed with a chill that could freeze one's Mental Energy into ice sculptures, fell from the sky.
When Qin Yichen entered the illusion of the Nine Lives Illusionary Flower, he knew that there was no turning back. The only thing he could do now was to persevere. Otherwise, he would completely sink into this land and become a soul without a master.
The illusion of the Nine Lives Illusionary Flower was extremely cruel. Fortunately, Qin Yichen had already expected this. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. In order to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, one would need to experience endless trials.
Heavy rain poured down from the sky like water swords. The dark red ground had already turned into a white fog. A cold air that could be seen with the naked eye rose between the heavens and the earth.
In a certain corner of this misty land, a frail figure was lying in a shallow pool of water. His body was covered with various needle sized wounds. Dark red blood continuously flowed out from his body. Every drop of blood that fell to the ground was frozen into a bright-colored ice crystal.
The raindrops continued to bombard the broken body, but the figure did not move at all.
After an unknown period of time, the grey clouds that filled the sky gradually dissipated. The cold mist that pervaded the land also gradually receded.
When the world regained its silence, an expression flickered in the depths of the figure's eyes. After which, his body began to tremble violently.
"Ah …"
An extremely hoarse roar, like that of a ferocious beast on the verge of death, reverberated through the world.
The sudden burst of pain was enough to make a person with a mind as strong as a boulder go crazy as soon as the chill that was enough to freeze one's spirit receded.
This painful roar continued for nearly an hour before the trembling of the figure slowly stopped. At this moment, his body powerlessly collapsed to the ground. He did not even have the strength to blink.
"This perverted Nine Lives Illusory Flower …"
Qin Yichen lay on the ground and looked up at the dim sky. His face was extremely haggard.
The flow of time here seemed to be different from the outside world. Logically speaking, Yu Qian Qiu should wake it up after three months, but he had been here for almost half a year and still didn't feel anything!
In this world of mind power, he had spent every day in endless pain. Every time he had experienced this trial, he had deeply felt the taste of death.
Even with his firm mind, there were a few times when he had almost lost himself in this soul-piercing pain.
Furthermore, Qin Yichen realized that the various trials here seemed to be getting more and more powerful.
It was this sense of danger that forced Qin Yichen's body to become stronger every time he experienced a terrifying pain. If it wasn't for the fact that he had become stronger through these trials, he probably wouldn't have been able to endure it and would have ended up in failure.
This body wasn't his physical body, but his mental energy body. In other words, his mental energy body was gradually becoming stronger!
This improvement was extremely slow, but it was clearly there!
"Huff …"
After a long while, Qin Yichen lifted his head and looked at the endless land. The conviction in his eyes didn't fade because of the trials. He firmly believed that one day, he would be able to face these trials without fear!
In the illusory world of mind power, the concept of time was rather blurry. Furthermore, the flow of time here seemed to be vastly different from the outside world.
Previously, Qin Yichen was still able to calculate the time in his mind. However, as the pain that his body endured intensified every day, he could no longer divert his attention to this. He could only use all his strength to resist the pain from his soul and the threat of death.
Time slowly flowed by. It was like a hellish grind, but it never stopped. Day after day, the cycle repeated itself.
One year …
Two years …
Three years!
In the hell-like illusory world of mind power, the skinny body slowly grew stronger under the threat of death.
He endured pain that ordinary people couldn't imagine. Like a silkworm in a cocoon, he was accumulating strength and waiting for the day when he would break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly!
The sky was still dark and gloomy, covered by dark clouds. Bolts of lightning that looked like thunder dragons were wreaking havoc in the dark clouds. Occasionally, bolts of lightning that were several meters wide would tear through the air like angry dragons and descend with a whistling sound.
On the dark red ground, a figure was walking at a leisurely pace. The bolt of lightning struck the figure at an extremely fast speed.
However, this figure wasn't badly battered like before. In fact, his body didn't even tremble. His footsteps were still steady and he wasn't affected at all.
"Boom! Boom! "
Bolts of lightning were like silver water pillars that continuously struck down. Compared to when he first entered this place, these attacks were several times more powerful.
However, these attacks were no longer a threat to Qin Yichen. The seemingly frightening bolts of lightning seemed extremely weak and feeble at this moment.
How many years of trials had he experienced in this place? Was it three years? Five years? Or ten years?
His sense of time was blurry and Qin Yichen couldn't remember clearly. During this time, he didn't even know how many times he had almost collapsed.
All he knew now was that these seemingly frightening trials were no longer able to cause him much harm. He was now strong enough to contend against them!
The thunder clouds dispersed and a wild wind that connected the heavens and the earth swept over.
Qin Yichen lowered his head and looked at his fair palms. From the beginning, these palms had no strength at all, but now …
"All of this … should end!"
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