Another two hours passed. After the miserable-looking Chu Taidou swallowed some pills and rested, his complexion seemed much better. Now, as he looked at Qin Yu across from him, he had a satisfied expression. While he didn’t think he would be forced into such a distressed state today, in the end he would be the last one laughing.

He had personally experienced the terror of the Mirage King Bead. Once his divine sense was lost inside it would be impossible to free himself. The consequences would be dreadful. Perhaps, in today’s ‘competition’, there would be no need to advance to the third round. Thinking of this, Grand Authority Chu’s smile widened, becoming much warmer. He had paid a considerable price, but compared to the harvests, it wasn’t anything at all.

Ning Liang’s hands were twisted together. She gripped her hands so hard that her knuckles turned white, and blue and purple marks were left on her pale skin.

For 12 hours Qin Yu hadn’t awoken. If it weren’t for the spinning black and white grinding pans floating above him indicating that he hadn’t yet given up, she would probably be sobbing with tears right now. However, this sort of deadlock wouldn’t last forever. If he couldn’t break past the test of the Black White Grinding Pans, his will would eventually collapse.

Ning Rufeng had a dignified expression. There was a trace of worry deep in his eyes. After so much difficulty he had finally seen a chance for the Ning Family to rise back from the ashes, but would this chance be destroyed? Qin Yu had endured so long without admitting defeat that he feared he had already become possessed. Once he couldn’t withstand it any longer, the backlash would cause severe injuries and his soul source would be damaged. And once a person’s soul source was damaged,...