Inside a room on the Second Floor of the Nether Demon Palace.
Elder Ling, Qin Hao called inwardly.
"Qin Hao, remember, you must not withdraw midway. Once you withdraw, it counts as forfeiting one challenge attempt."
Lingxiaozi instructed him, "Second, you can only attempt the challenge once a month. If you fail, you will lose your chance to challenge it for that month."
"Understood." Qin Hao's expression was solemn.
"I'm ready!" Qin Hao clenched his fist, and with a swish, the Setting Sun Sword appeared in his hand.
Buzz, buzz, buzz.
The Setting Sun Sword vibrated faintly. Its artifact spirit seemed to sense Lingxiaozi's presence and trembled slightly.
Qin Hao ignored it.
With his current strength, he could barely suppress the Setting Sun Sword.
And to undertake the Myriad Treasures Hall's assessment, Qin Hao needed a weapon that suited his hand.
"Go in!"
As Lingxiaozi's voice faded, an invisible force enveloped Qin Hao. Time seemed to slow in an instant, almost coming to a standstill.
Qin Hao abruptly vanished from where he stood.
Within the Time Sword Lord's Space, three great halls appeared before his eyes.
Following Lingxiaozi's instructions, Qin Hao immediately rushed toward the hall engraved with the words "Myriad Treasures Hall." Almost the instant he passed through its entrance, space distorted.
Qin Hao appeared on a vast, empty grassland.
Outside the Myriad Treasures Hall.
Lingxiaozi's illusory spirit body appeared, his aged face tinged with weariness and worry.
Absorbing a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones had barely kept Lingxiaozi from falling into slumber. As for his spirit body... it had yet to recover.
"Qin Hao, I hope you succeed!" Lingxiaozi sighed.
After spending so much time with Qin Hao, Lingxiaozi had long since realized that he was someone who deeply valued his bonds with others.
If he failed to