Blood-colored Vortex

Outside the Yin Yang Divine Palace!

There was now only one day left until the Yin Yang Divine Palace closed.

The major forces remained as enthusiastic as ever, still speculating about what exactly existed on the Ninety-ninth Floor.

While the major forces' enthusiasm showed no sign of waning, Qin Xiao, Xuanyuan Changkong, and the others wore grave expressions.

Ever since those two had entered the Ninety-ninth Floor, an entire day and night had passed without them emerging. They had every reason to suspect that the two had encountered trouble.

Helian Duzun had said that Helian Wang had once entered the Ninety-ninth Floor.

When he had walked out of the Yin Yang Divine Palace back then, his life had hung by a thread.

That alone was enough to show just how dangerous the Ninety-ninth Floor was.

If anyone was the most worried, it was undoubtedly Qin Xiao.

Qin Jishi not only bore everyone's hopes, but was also his adopted son.

As his adoptive father, how could Qin Xiao not worry?

Huff!

He kept drawing deep breaths inwardly.

"Jishi... your adoptive father believes in you. You must not let anything happen to you."

Inside the Yin Yang Divine Palace!

Helian Wang looked at the palace on his left, the corners of his lips curling upward.

"There is only one day left now. His trial should be about halfway through."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Helian Wang clicked his tongue as he spoke. "I'm truly curious about what kind of trial one must undergo to obtain the Yin-Yang Grass. How will it compare to the one I faced last time?"

As though recalling the trial he had endured back then, Helian Wang's expression turned ugly.

It was a nightmare he could never shake off.

Likewise!

It had also been the closest Helian Wang