The Yangbai Acupoint About to Be Opened

The dizziness grew heavier and heavier, yet he still had not successfully opened the Yangbai Acupoint. Xuan Ye knew he had very little time left. I have to speed up, speed up the assault on the Yangbai Acupoint. Otherwise, once I pass out, I'll never have another chance to break through it.

"Assault!" Xuan Ye issued the command in his mind.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Xuan Ye could clearly hear the sounds. They had been caused by the command to assault.

Because Xuan Ye had given that command, all the chakra faithfully carried it out. Every bit of chakra gathered together and rushed headlong toward the final Yangbai Acupoint.

Xuan Ye did not have much chakra left, only a small amount. But that small amount was enough to threaten the final Yangbai Acupoint, because less than one-fifth of it remained unopened. Therefore, no matter how little chakra he had left, Xuan Ye still had a chance to open the final Yangbai Acupoint.

Once the final Yangbai Acupoint was opened, together with the eight major acupoints he had already opened, these nine acupoints could successfully unlock a heaven-defying ninjutsu: the Divine Eye.

But now was not the time to celebrate. The final acupoint, the Yangbai Acupoint, had yet to be opened, and the nine acupoints had not yet been linked together. Therefore, he still could not successfully unlock the heaven-defying ninjutsu known as the Divine Eye.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The chakra relentlessly assaulted the final stubborn Yangbai Acupoint. Time passed bit by bit, and the Yangbai Acupoint was like a small boat swaying in the sea, seemingly about to be overturned by the wind and waves.

Slowly, slowly, the amount of chakra Xuan Ye had left dwindled. Though the final Yangbai Acupoint was also growing weaker and weaker, there was truly no time left to take things slowly.

If Xuan Ye slowly assaulted it with this last trace of chakra, he definitely would not be able to open the Yangbai Acupoint. On top of that, the dizziness in his head was becoming increasingly obvious. It felt as though, if he relaxed his focus even slightly, he would collapse onto the bed the next second and sleep soundly.

There was no longer any time for Xuan Ye to proceed slowly. He understood his body's condition very well. His final chance was to gather all his chakra and pour it all into a single assault on the Yangbai Acupoint. If I can't succeed this time, then I've truly failed.

Yet the consequences of failure were terrifying as well: death, or becoming a cripple unable to use chakra.

Driven by those two terrifying consequences, Xuan Ye had no choice but to give it everything he had. He could not afford even the slightest slackness. He gathered every bit of chakra he could and launched one final assault against the last Yangbai Acupoint.

Success or death. I suppose this is exactly the moment that saying was meant for.

But if he truly failed this time, he would not feel any regret, nor would Xuan Ye complain about anything. He had already done his best. He had done everything in his power to achieve the best outcome. Perhaps it was simply Xuan Ye's nature that made him choose this path.

If he still failed after this, then so be it. If Xuan Ye failed, it would mean he simply did not have the fate to become strong. He had already done everything to the best of his ability. As for the final result, he could only leave it to fate.

Around the Yangbai Acupoint near Xuan Ye's eyes, wisps of chakra floated about in scattered fragments. What he needed to do now was gather all that dispersed chakra together so that it could launch one final assault on the Yangbai Acupoint.

Under the pull of Xuan Ye's mental power, the chakra scattered around the Yangbai Acupoint slowly drew together. It moved closer and closer, until all of it finally fused into one. Xuan Ye forged that chakra into a sharp spear.

The spear formed from chakra seemed to contain endless power. Its sharp tip in particular looked incomparably piercing, as though it could impale a person's body in a single strike.

Xuan Ye saw the spear in his mind and felt that the time was about right. It was time for the final all-out assault. Let's see whether the Yangbai Acupoint can be opened after this spear attacks it.

With a thought, Xuan Ye gave the spear the command to attack.

"Whoosh!"

At his command, the spear shot forward with incredible speed and stabbed toward the Yangbai Acupoint. A second later, it struck heavily against the thin protective membrane over the Yangbai Acupoint, piercing a hole through it. However, the chakra spear became stuck.

There was no reaction after one second. There was still no reaction after two seconds. Am I really going to fail in the end?

Xuan Ye thought this to himself as intense unwillingness rose within him. I don't want to fail. I don't want to taste failure. I want to succeed.

Seeing that the spear had not vanished, Xuan Ye knew he still had a chance. He still had a chance to successfully open the Yangbai Acupoint that had trapped him. As long as he could control the spear that had yet to disappear and make it continue attacking, there was still hope.

Xuan Ye frantically mobilized the spear embedded in the Yangbai Acupoint. Move, move! Hurry up and move!

Xuan Ye was extremely anxious. Yet under the urging of his mind, the spear forged from chakra did not budge in the slightest. It did not even shift by a fraction, and this result only made Xuan Ye more anxious.

But there was no other way. Xuan Ye could only continue urging the spear forged from his chakra. One minute passed, then two minutes, yet the chakra spear still did not move at all.

Three minutes after Xuan Ye began controlling the spear forged from his own chakra, it finally trembled slightly. Though it was only the faintest movement, it gave Xuan Ye hope—the hope of successfully opening the final acupoint, the Yangbai Acupoint.

After seeing hope, Xuan Ye became even more frantic in using his mental power to mobilize the chakra. His mental power wildly controlled the chakra spear, allowing him to command it.

Time passed second by second. Sweat poured from Xuan Ye's forehead like rain, droplets falling endlessly without stopping for even a moment, soaking the bed beneath him.

Xuan Ye's face also grew paler and paler, while the dizziness in his head became increasingly severe. It seemed that everything had reached its most critical moment.

Within his mind, after that first slight tremor, the chakra spear had begun to shake continuously under his control. The Yangbai Acupoint pierced by the chakra spear was only a little short of being opened.

Xuan Ye stopped controlling it and rested for a moment before increasing the force with which he controlled the chakra spear. Xuan Ye decided to stake everything on this one move, mobilizing all his mental power to control the chakra spear, even drawing over the mental power he had been using to resist the dizziness.

Crisis descended in an instant. He did not have much time left.