Before the spatial sealing barrier of the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space, one black Sunset Divine Shot after another crashed viciously into the spatial seal after letting out short, rapid, muffled peals of thunder.
After keeping this up for so long, Ye Zhen and the four Southern Barbarian Divine Archers, Yi Lie included, were all exhausted despite taking turns to rest.
Ye Zhen even felt that the arms drawing his bow no longer belonged to him.
One month and four days.
Over these thirty-four days, Ye Zhen himself had lost count of how many Sunset Divine Shots he had fired. Excluding the time spent restoring spiritual power, he had fired at least ten thousand a day.
The four Southern Barbarian Divine Archers, Yi Lie included, who had no physical bodies, were likewise utterly exhausted.
Yet they persisted!
They persisted until the moment they blasted open this so-called ancient seal.
"A-Chou, you said it was almost done two days ago. Why hasn't the seal broken yet?" Within the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space, Ye Zhen looked at Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit A-Chou with an exceedingly unfriendly gaze.
Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit A-Chou spread his little claws. "Boss Ye, you know how it is. The farther we go, the stronger this seal becomes. By now, the Seventh Floor's spatial seal is as thin as a sheet of paper.
"But this last sheet-of-paper-thin spatial seal still needs you to wear it down drop by drop."
Ye Zhen could not get angry over that, because he knew very well that everything Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit A-Chou had said was true.
Still, just as Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit A-Chou had said, only the final layer of window paper remained. As long as they kept at it, they would eventually poke through it.
As Ye Zhen was deep