The next moment!
Ye Wuque rushed out of the forbidden rift without hesitation!
Wow!
The dark ocean seemed to explode, and Ye Wuque stumbled out of it and returned to the shore.
"Whirring whirring……"
Ye Wuque panted violently.
But it’s like being reborn!
The black hole between his eyebrows disappeared, and Ye Wuque's eyes were still red, but there was an unprecedented light beating inside them!
After resting for a long time, the feeling of splitting headache slowly dissipated, and Ye Wuque slowly stood up.
Once again, he looked at the Forbidden Cleft from a close distance. He glanced at the Tianhuang Dao Divine Token that he still held tightly in his right hand, and then looked at the Forbidden Cleft again, with a hint of happiness and regret flashing through his eyes.
.
"That's me..."
"The extreme black spot can barely pull a trace. If I hadn't reached the black hole realm of perfection, I could barely carry it..."
"If it were any other living being, I'm afraid it would have been wiped out long ago!"
However, after being happy, there is... joy!
Joy from the heart.
In addition, there is also a trace of doubt and shock.
"I didn't expect that the mysterious power in nature of this forbidden rift, the 'certain power' that the prophet lacks to be able to cross, would actually be..."
"The power of the soul that is superior to the 'Black Hole Realm of Great Perfection'!"
"That is...a new level above the Great Soul Saint of Annihilation!!"
Ye Wuque's eyes became intense, excited, and... eager to try!
At the same time, there was also a flash of cold color!
Now!
He finally understood why the bloody vertical pupils could hide in the Forbidden Cleft and even use part of the power of the Forbidden Cleft!
"So, this bloody vertical pupil is really stunning and stunning. I'm afraid its level of divine soul power has already been..."
After calming down, Ye Wuque smiled coldly.
He took another deep look at the Forbidden Crack, put away the Tianhuang Dao Divine Token, and turned around to leave.
"When I come back next time, I will definitely... get what I want!!"
Ye Wuque returned the same way.
The whole person gradually returned to calm, except for the flames of desire and excitement still beating in his bright eyes.
The Forbidden Cleft, the deepest part of the periphery.
Fanzhen was sitting here cross-legged, although he remained motionless, but from time to time there was a hint of worry and anxiety in his eyes.
"It's been an hour!"
"It's been a full hour!"
"Brother Ye doesn't know either..."
"He shouldn't put himself in danger. The forbidden rift has been too terrifying throughout the ages. Except for the damn bloody vertical pupils, no living being has ever succeeded!"
"Brother Ye is the 'savior' that the prophet calls him. Even if he fails to succeed, nothing will happen to him!"
What Fanzhen is most worried about right now is that Ye Wuque rushed directly into the Forbidden Crack with all his might!
Then it’s time to send it!
Even with the prophet's advice, the consequences would be disastrous...
"Um?"
Suddenly, Fanzhen stood up and seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the dim area ahead.
The next moment, a tall and slender figure slowly emerged, approaching quickly.
Fanzhen was immediately overjoyed!
"Brother Ye!!"
Then, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
fine!
fine!
Not sent!
Brother Ye is still here!
"Brother Fanzhen."
Ye Wuque had already approached at this time, and when he saw that Fan Zhen had been waiting here, he smiled softly.
"Are you OK?"
Fanzhen spoke immediately.
At this time, Fanzhen had noticed that Ye Wuque's face was a little pale, and his whole person seemed to be in a depressed state.
"fine."
Ye Wuque shook his head.
"It's okay as long as it's okay, it's okay as long as it's okay, Brother Ye, your existence is so important!"
Fanzhen's tone suddenly became chatty.
"Brother Ye, even if you don't succeed and haven't found a way to rescue the prophet for the time being, don't take it to heart. Safety comes first. You living well is the best hope!"
Ye Wuque looked at Fan Zhen who kept talking in front of him, and his eyes became a little strange.
Aren't you a cold and domineering leader?
I didn’t expect to be such a bitch in nature...
"Brother Fanzhen, who said I didn't succeed?"
Ye Wuque spoke, interrupting Fan Zhen's ramblings.
Fanzhen was stunned at first, and then his whole body suddenly became ecstatic!!
"Brother Ye, you mean you..."
Fanzhen immediately took a deep breath and took notes, calmed down and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Ye, how sure are you?"
"Well, almost fifty percent."
Ye Wuque gave such an answer.
In fact, he originally wanted to say 80% to 90%, but in the end he kept a low profile.
"Fifty percent! Fifty percent! Fifty-fifty! Fifty-fifty..."
"enough!"
"That's enough! Even if you are 10% sure, you have to try your best!"
Fanzhen's breathing became rapid, and there was a deep sense of surprise and excitement in his eyes.
If the prophet can really be rescued, then it will be worth paying no matter how high the price is!
"Huh, Brother Ye, what do you need me to do? Just say it!"
Fan Zhen looked at Ye Wuque and spoke firmly.
"I just need a quiet retreat."
Ye Wuque smiled faintly.
To be continued...