Yang Yundu was not foolish enough to believe there could be such a coincidence—that two different people named Li Yun had both entered this stone chamber.
Yet amid his panic, when he saw Li Yun's inscription, every word Li Yun had left behind seemed to turn into a sharp blade, stabbing into his lungs.
The pain left him suffocating.
"Damn Li Yun, how could he be such a genius?"
"How did he do it?"
"He cultivated the Bright Fist to the Great Success Realm in just two hours. That's utterly impossible."
"No, there must be some trick here that I don't know about. I have to try it too. If Li Yun can do it, then so can I, Yang Yundu."
Yang Yundu silently encouraged himself.
He forced himself to calm down and began earnestly comprehending the Bright Fist diagrams carved into the walls.
But...
One hour passed.
Then two hours passed.
Yet he could not find any trick at all. He had only barely grasped the rudimentary mysteries of the complete Bright Fist and barely entered through the door.
During the continued cultivation that followed, it took him a full six hours just to raise the Bright Fist to the Initial Completion Realm.
Forget the Great Success Realm—even the Minor Accomplishment Realm seemed impossibly distant to him.
It left him somewhat despairing.
At this cultivation speed, reaching the Great Success Realm within three days was basically impossible.
If he could not reach the Great Success Realm within three days, the consequence would be Demonic Qi shrouding this stone chamber. The result would be that he, too, would become dry bones on the floor.
Once this despair took root, it was as though a demon had moved into his heart, gnawing at his mind from time to time and eroding