Qin Yu bitterly smiled. This was another attempt where he perished together. It seemed that wanting to defeat himself was something incomparably difficult. He softly left the Battle Room, slapped himself awake, and then took out some pills and swallowed them, continuing to cultivate.

The passage of time was purer and more incorruptible than anything else in this world. It wouldn’t change or distort because of any outside force.

When Qin Yu finished refining the pills within his body and was preparing for another workout round, the form of the guide slowly appeared and lightly said, “Dear guest, there are only four hours left of your allotted time in the Dao Arena. Please tidy up and gather your personal belongings. We welcome your presence in the Dao Arena in the future.”

After having experienced this sort of dull and lonely training, if it were anyone else, they might feel overjoyed at having been freed from this hell. But, Qin Yu’s first thought was: are you joking with me here? Just how long had passed? It hasn’t even been three months! He huffed in indignation and took out his handphone. Thanks to the durable cultivator technology that built this handphone, it still hadn’t shut down after all this time, allowing Qin Yu to clearly see the date marked on it.

It was actually true.

After a brief dazed pause, he swept his eyes around, a look of loss in them. He decided that if he had a chance in the future, he would definitely return to the...