On the plains before the Starfall Divine Palace, everyone was immersed in deciphering Secret Marks.
There were 1.8 million Secret Marks.
Even if one could decipher one every second, it would still take more than twenty days to finish.
In reality, because the difficulty of the Secret Marks kept increasing,
it was simply impossible to maintain that speed.
Based on experience from previous years,
Until the Secret Realm closed, even the most outstanding members of each race could decipher at most 300,000 Secret Marks.
But this time was different.
The days passed one by one.
On the plains, the other Human Race powerhouses had long grown accustomed to the continuous
"ding, ding" sounds of deciphering from Xu Jingming's direction, like background noise, along with the unbroken stream of golden light.
They had gone from initial shock and disbelief
to numbness and admiration, until finally, almost everyone developed an illusion.
Were the Secret Marks on Xu Jingming's side inherently not that difficult?
But everyone knew that was merely their wishful thinking.
They could only bury themselves in their own slowly advancing progress.
Every now and then, they would glance toward the uninterrupted golden light in Xu Jingming's direction,
marvel at how awesome Brother Xu was,
then continue deciphering their own Secret Marks.
On the sixteenth day.
Xu Jingming still stood where he was, tall and straight as a pine.
Sixteen consecutive days of uninterrupted deciphering seemed to place no burden on him whatsoever.
His expression remained as calm as ever, his deep eyes reflecting the endless shifting radiance of Secret Marks.
At this moment,
the aura emitted by the blue pillar of light surrounding him had become incomparably profound and majestic.
The Secret Marks flowing within the pillar had reached a frightening level of complexity.
They formed a three-dimensional structure woven