"Are you sure you saw the Inner Castle Wall collapse?"
"Absolutely!"
"If the inner castle had already fallen, why didn't they rush in and seize the Mystic Yellow Fruit? Why did they keep resetting time instead? Don't tell me that Terribull was worried about casualties among the demons or its allies."
Zheng Qing froze at the question.
He thought carefully for a moment before answering slowly. "Because they were stopped... Every time the Inner Castle Wall collapsed and the wizards were at a disadvantage, a spell would ring out across the entire world... I could only hear the first few syllables, and not clearly at that... Then everything returned to reality."
"So what is there left to worry about?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and summed up. "If the wizards are at a disadvantage, they'll use an extremely powerful spell to reverse it... If the wizards have the advantage, there's even less reason to worry."
The Doctor's analysis made perfect sense, and Zheng Qing acknowledged that—only now did he realize that what his intuition had been frantically warning him about was not the potentially collapsing Inner Castle Wall, but himself.
His talisman gun had been taken, his spellbook and Pocket Watch were already full, and the Forbidden Curse aura within him had nowhere to go.
The young scholarship student instinctively glanced at the black cat.
"Don't look at me. I can't do anything either." The black cat immediately shook its head. Even its usually lively tail drooped behind it, its tip no longer curled upward.
Zheng Qing fell silent for a moment. He felt a warmth beneath his eyes, and when he wiped at it, his fingertips came away stained a vivid crimson.
He knew he truly could not hold on any longer.
"Throw me up there!" The boy gritted