The difficulty of each successive layer had originally been rising, consuming more and more time, but now—
There was no difference at all between characters with a thousand strokes and those with three thousand.
"Two thousand a day. If I can keep it steady, fifty days should be enough."
Before this, even given a hundred years, Li Tianming would not have been sure he could break through.
As Li Tianming broke more and more character locks, Lin Hongchen clearly noticed the change.
More and more green characters on this spherical tomb chamber flowed toward Li Tianming, even converging upon his body.
He was already overflowing with green light!
"Hm?"
Three days passed, and Lin Hongchen's brow furrowed deeper and deeper.
"Why does it look like he's really cracking it?"
Could a bunch of random pokes actually work?
He too extended his middle finger and poked the tomb chamber sphere once. His finger nearly snapped, and the pain made him grit his teeth.
"Lin Feng..."
Lin Hongchen had no choice but to reassess Lin Mu's son.
"At first, he was a hundred-year-old useless brat at the Stellar God King Realm, with no sword heart and no sword beast. Yet now, his methods are truly bizarre."
"If he really can open this tomb chamber, can I split it equally with him according to the oath?"
"He was right. Without him, I would have no hope of opening this barrier lock in my entire life. But I hold his life in my hands!"
His emotions were in complete turmoil.
One moment, his father's voice surfaced in his mind; the next, his grandfather's figure appeared.
What they had said was the exact opposite!
"Forget it. If that day truly comes, I'll deal with it then."
His hand gripping the sword finally relaxed completely. After