"How much time is left?"
Yin Sheng spoke, his tone filled with a hint of uncontrollable anxiety.
"Less than half a day left."
Hongrenji replied with the same anxious tone.
"It's been almost three days! Why hasn't this kid moved at all? Senior, what do you think?"
The Tong Emperor, who had been silent all this time, could no longer hold back at this moment and asked about the spirit of luck.
The Spirit of Luck's eyes had always stayed on Ye Wuque and never moved away. But at this moment when he heard the Tong Emperor's inquiry, the Spirit of Luck also sighed softly and said: "Do you know the mysteries of the God's Code? If not,
If I take the initiative to reveal myself and reveal the vision of the code, I can only see it through a unique test, and even I can't see anything."
"But he just sat there for almost three days. Isn't this too abnormal?"
The Child Emperor felt more and more something was not right.
"Will..."
A look of worry flashed across Honglianji's charming face.
"Are you saying that Ye Wuque felt that it was difficult for him and gave up on himself?"
Yin Sheng said.
"We have to prepare for the worst. After all, reaching the thirty-fifth level in three days is really a fantasy..."
This time, even the spirit of luck was silent.
Although there is still a glimmer of hope left in its heart, there is no certainty.
"Still motionless for three days? No changes at all. Have any of you seen anyone practicing the Code of Gods like this?"
"You will reap the consequences! Don't blame others!"
"This farce must end!"
Countless Nine Meridians disciples who had been waiting for nearly three days were looking at Ye Wuque with impatience and disdain.
But here, Ye Wuque remained motionless.
After some time passed.
I saw the black light suddenly waved its right hand, and with a flick of the brush, a lit incense suddenly appeared and stood erected in the void, and everyone's eyes turned to the end.
"There are only half an hour left before the three days limit."
"Ye Wuque, don't blame me for not reminding you!"
"This incense can burn for exactly half an hour!"
"In other words, after the incense burns out, if you have not reached the thirty-fifth level, you will lose..."
Black Light's voice was filled with unabashed mockery and teasing.
In the past three days, he had gone from being a little cautious at the beginning to becoming more and more expectant and excited. Until now, he felt that the overall situation was decided.
"Disciples of the Nine Meridians! Have you seen it?"
"What does it mean to overestimate one's capabilities? What does it mean to humiliate oneself?"
"This is living proof!"
Piao Xin spoke loudly, her words containing harshness and ridicule.
Yang Shan sneered and then spoke: "As disciples of the Ancient Alliance, you should understand that practicing the Code of Gods, especially after reaching the twentieth level, will form the appearance of stars in the Dantian, and it can appear.
It came out and transformed into stars and visions all over the body."
"Within the twenty-ninth level, for each additional level, there will be one more star mark on the star phenomenon. The twenty-ninth level is twenty-nine star marks."
"If you can break through to the thirtieth level, the stars will turn into the moon! It will form the appearance of the waning moon, which can also be revealed all over your body."
"Within the thirty floors, for every additional floor, there will be an additional moon mark. The same accumulation will occur. When it reaches the fortieth floor, it will turn into the appearance of a full moon!"
"The full moon is a vision, cold and bright, the sky is half dark, flawless and incomparably beautiful."
"Going further up, if you can break the code of the gods to the fiftieth level, the moon will turn into the sun! Form the phase of the sun! The surface of the body will be manifested, shrouded by the sun, showing a silver posture, gorgeous and eternal!"
"But look at it, this Ye Wuque, not to mention the waning moon phenomenon on the 30th floor, even the star vision on the 20th floor has not shown even a trace until now. This is enough to explain a lot of things!"
Yangshan looked at Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Black Light no longer spoke, but stared at the burning incense!
Green smoke curls up and burns slowly.
Under his expectant gaze, it became shorter and shorter.
The last half hour also slowly slipped away.
But Ye Wuque was still here as he had been for the past two days or so, sitting quietly cross-legged, motionless, as if he was asleep.
The faces of the three Silver Saints have slowly dimmed.
They hoped that Ye Wuque could turn the tide and create another miracle, but the reality seemed to be cruel.
"well……"
The spirit of luck also sighed.
"Brother Mu! Do you think the boss can succeed this time?"
There was a trace of paleness on Huang Biluo's face, and determination still surged in her beautiful eyes, but she seemed to need recognition from others.
"I believe... my benefactor!"
Mu Daoqi's eyes were bright and full of confidence from beginning to end.
Zhu Xiong clenched his fists tightly, as if cheering Ye Wuque up.
The city is closed.
Wu Longqi had already sat down at some point, because he was afraid that he would fall if he stood any longer, but his eyes looked at Ye Wuque above the void, with a deep sigh flashing in his eyes.
"Master Ye, Master Ye... why bother..."
"In order to fight for a breath! I just gave up the honor and privileges that I finally got, alas..."
I don’t know how much time has passed.
In front of the primitive Tianguan of deathly silence...
"Hahahahaha!!!"
A burst of joyful, joking, and exciting laughter suddenly sounded, coming from the black light!
"The incense has burned to its end!"
"Ye Wuque, you still have the last ten breaths. Once the time is up, even if you really succeed, it will be useless!!"
At the end of everyone's gaze, the incense stick in the void was completely reduced to a spark at the last root, and the ashes continued to scatter down.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."
Hei Guangzhi began to count down with great satisfaction, as if he wanted to insert the final fatal knife into Ye Wuque's heart, leaving him completely desperate!!
Everyone couldn’t help but count down in their hearts!
"Four!"
"three!"
The expressions of the three Silver Saints and Luck Spirit also turned completely gloomy at this moment.
Did it fail after all?
Mu Daoqi’s eyes shine like stars!
Huang Biluo and Zhu Xiong held their breath!
"two!!"
Black Light shouted out the penultimate number loudly, with a face full of anticipation and excitement. The sparks of the incense had completely dimmed, leaving only the last trace.
Little bastard!
To be continued...