Time flowed like water, never pausing by day or night.
As time passed, the people in the field went from their initial excitement to quietly losing interest. By the time the sky grew bright, that excitement had completely turned into deep suspicion.
"It's been nearly seven hours. Why hasn't he come out yet?"
"With the Old Turtle's Dao Cultivation, deducing fortune and misfortune should take only a moment. Even that legendary Innate Dao Body took no more than two incense sticks... So what's going on now?"
"Extraordinary people do extraordinary things. In my opinion, the Old Turtle must have taken a liking to Shen Yun and spared no effort to grant him a private opportunity."
"Indeed, that's probably it."
"..."
The crowd discussed the matter animatedly, secretly speculating about just how great an opportunity Shen Yun had obtained to require so much time.
At the front of the group, Ten-Step Yama narrowed his eyes and stared deeply at the end of the woods.
"I didn't expect that, apart from the Little Martial Saint, there would be someone like this in the Eastern Hundred Prefectures. Interesting..."
He straightened his back, and the momentum all over his body rose steadily, like a giant dragon awakening from slumber.
If Shen Yun's seizure of first place earlier could still have been attributed to luck, then after witnessing this scene, he was certain beyond doubt that his opponent was no ordinary person.
Not far away, the Array Fanatic, Fairy Zhishui, and the other top experts also grew solemn, already regarding Shen Yun as their strongest competitor.
"Damn it, this should have been my opportunity!"
Chu Shanhe gritted his teeth, still fantasizing that Jun Ling Yuan could persuade the Old Turtle to offer him guidance.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Gate looked at