Grade 9 Treasure Pill

They cast one last look at that dark, void-like space.

"Let's go. Time to leave."

As the words fell, their figures trembled, and their illusory bodies slowly vanished from the space.

At the moment their figures disappeared, the space there let out a soft hiss and quietly vanished as well.

The strange space personally created by the Yellow Springs Demonic Saint back then had completely collapsed and ceased to exist.

Above the altar outside.

Qing Lin and the others waited silently.

They watched Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, who had sat atop the stone pedestals for an entire morning without the slightest movement.

"Sister Cai Lin, they'll be alright, won't they?" Qing Lin asked softly with a frown.

At those words, Medusa's delicate brows could not help knitting slightly as well.

Even an expert like Yao Ming did not dare underestimate this stone tablet. Though they had always held great confidence in Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, they could not help feeling worried at this moment.

"Yao Ming, when the experts of your tribe entered this stone tablet in the past, had any of them remained inside for this long?" After waiting a while longer, Medusa turned to Yao Ming beside her and asked.

Yao Ming hesitated before shaking his head. "In the past, when experts of my tribe entered the stone tablet, basically none of them could last more than half an hour."

He quickly added, "However, the Master's and Brother Xiao Yan's Soul Power are extraordinarily powerful, and they have Heavenly Flames protecting their bodies. There should not be any accidents."

Yet Qing Lin and Medusa's slightly furrowed brows only creased deeper at Yao Ming's words. Still, they could only suppress the worry in their hearts and wait quietly.

In the blink of an eye, another half hour