She was now facing an enormous problem as well: the zither music consumed too much energy. In her current state, she simply could not keep it up for long.
Even so, she did not dare stop.
If this stalemate continued, she would inevitably be the first to fall.
All she needed now was for Ye Lin to come out sooner.
But on second thought, if not for Ye Lin, she would probably have had no path but death by now.
Perhaps this was the death tribulation Ye Lin had spoken of?
Yet moments later, the six people before her had already become twenty.
The twenty of them looked at Gu Qingzhi, then charged at her together.
By now, Gu Qingzhi had long since overexerted herself. She could not possibly withstand the combined assault of twenty prodigies. In mere moments, they had already reached her.
"Hmph. I gave you a chance, but you refused to cherish it. Then die."
The young man at the front glared at Gu Qingzhi, his face full of fury.
If this woman had moved aside earlier, the six of them could have divided the treasures within equally. But now, their numbers had surged to twenty.
With twenty people splitting the spoils, how much would he lose?
It was all this woman's fault.
Naturally, rage boiled in his heart.
As the young man threw a punch, the space before Gu Qingzhi shattered inch by inch.
Naturally, Gu Qingzhi was not about to sit there and await death.
She slammed both hands onto the zither, then gripped its strings and pulled them taut with all her strength before abruptly releasing them.
An incomparably vast ripple rapidly spread forward, sending the distant prodigies flying.
Gu Qingzhi did not hesitate. She put away the zither and rushed toward the sleeping