An Dongcheng's declaration had undoubtedly pronounced a death sentence upon them all.
The spirit and resolve of everyone present rapidly drained away with those words.
What was more painful than futile effort without the slightest hope?
The answer was having once grasped hope, only to stand one final step away from success!
The yearning for something one could not obtain would carve itself into a person's bones for a lifetime. Not to mention that after this bout of teamwork, many had only belatedly realized exactly what they had missed...
This seemingly invincible formation was absolutely no unsolvable riddle. On the contrary, merely turning away from the dead end had brought them more progress than all their previous dozen-plus attempts combined. That alone was enough for everyone to conclude that, with another two rounds of coordination, they would definitely break through!
But time!
What they lacked most now was that damned time!
They had clearly been given two whole days to interact and coordinate with one another.
They had clearly known that they would all be living together in the same place for the next two years.
They had clearly known that every additional person they united with would make their own future a little brighter!
Quite a few people were so consumed with regret that they nearly smashed their heads against the ground.
Sometimes, people noticed nothing when they lost something. Only when they looked back did they understand what they had truly missed.
"But it's all over now."
Someone lay on the ground in despair, watching the howling storm draw near as tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.
"We don't have another chance."
His words struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, and an unbearable sorrow swiftly spread through the crowd.
"Brother Qing, are we still going