Whoosh!
A figure shot out of the Desolate Region.
The trial was nearing its end, and disciples from the various sects had gathered on the open ground before the Desolate Region.
High above, Chu Xiangtian rode his Ancestral Dragon, his imposing presence dominating the sky. Behind him, other princes and princesses flickered in and out of sight within the clouds like phantoms. Even their hazy silhouettes conveyed the dignity of peerless Heavenly Prodigies whom others could only look up to.
Everyone was waiting for time to run out. Only the final hour remained.
Zhang Xuanyu emerged from the Desolate Region. Cracks covered his enchanted robe, its cuffs were torn, and bloodstains marked his back and other parts of his clothing. He looked rather bedraggled.
After struggling to endure two days in the Twelfth Desolate Domain, he was approaching his limit.
Still, the challenge had not been without benefits. His clashes with the Primordial Immortal Arts and other Immortal Dao Laws there had yielded considerable gains. Once this was over and he entered seclusion again, his strength would improve a little further.
"It's almost over..."
The artifact spirit of the True Treasure Jade Pendant in Zhang Xuanyu's robes had kept time for him. Less than an hour remained.
He looked at the sea of people outside and heard their familiar, clamorous voices. Having suddenly returned here from the brink of mortal danger, he felt an indescribable relief.
He breathed out softly and looked up at the Immortal Stele.
His gaze went straight to tenth place.
Ninety-nine... six?
Zhang Xuanyu froze. The trace of relief on his face stiffened at once, and his eyes widened slightly in disbelief.
*I used a secret art, snapped an Immortal Bone buried within my body, and bought myself another day. I burned through every Immortal Dao