The primordial species oppression was great, but so what?
He was strong, like a hill against the wind!
He was free, like a metal chain stopping the river!
This was Zhou Kui’s current mental state.
Zhou Kui could already feel the pressure. Although he was dog-tired and his body was near its limits, but under this self-hypnosis, Zhou Kui entered an overjoyed state. He subconsciously told himself that he was the strongest. Hence, his resistance against the pressure increased another level!
Zhou Kui’s head was full of sweat as his body’s bones crackled. He turned with difficulty to look at Yi Yun.
But he saw Yi Yun’s face pale with his eyes closed. And Yi Yun’s eyelashes were constantly trembling, as if he was in a nightmare.
“His mental state is unstable. He’s at his limit.” Those were Zhou Kui’s thoughts. Of course, at this point, he was not finding it easy himself.
Zhou Kui wanted to see the scene of Yi Yun collapsing, however he was fated never to see it.
“Gong!”
Suddenly, a loud gong rang in everyone’s ears!
“Two hours is up. All the cultivators are to leave the Wilderness Divine Hall!” An authoritative voice echoed within the six rooms. This was the same voice that had introduced the sculptures within the Wilderness Divine Hall.
“Time’s up? Such a pity!” Yi Yun’s spirit was still in a trance. He slowly opened his eyes as he gradually returned from the world within his mind.