North Ridge Sacred Ground, the Tower of the Abyss.
The green Tower Spirit was struggling to break free of its restraints, fluttering its little wings nonstop as it flew back and forth.
In a small valley inside the tower, Li Bai was sparring with the others. Not only did they spur one another on, they also ran to the center of the valley to provoke the enormous Spirit Monkey.
Sent flying by the Spirit Monkey's palm again, Wu Tianyu flipped over and charged back, complaining as he steadied himself.
"When are we finally going to get out of here? We've been trapped in here for three years already. By the time we get out, won't it be time for the next Four-Region Grand Competition?"
Wu Tianyu was utterly dejected. He had only intended to train in the Tower of the Abyss, but who could have known that their two most crucial companions would go missing? Even the Tower Spirit had vanished without a trace.
Afraid that their two companions might be in danger, they had trained hard in the Tower of the Abyss, hoping they would find them someday. Who could have known time would pass so quickly? Three years had gone by in the blink of an eye.
"No, it won't. This competition takes place once every five years. There are still two years until the next Four-Region Grand Competition," Wu Tianya said optimistically.
Yuan Shuo had remained silent, but his expression was the most tense of them all. He cultivated desperately every day, and his cultivation had now reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, nearly on par with Senior Brother's.
"Not necessarily. The time flow rate inside the Tower of the Abyss is different from outside. Maybe only a year has passed out there," Baili Xingzhou