Ten days passed in the blink of an eye before Lu Yin once again tapped the die with a finger, rolling it.0

During the last few die rolling sessions, he had rolled Timestop multiple times and had managed to fully decompose the Rivers and Mountains Painting. That sequence base no longer existed.1

He watched as the die slowly stopped spinning, landing three pips. Again, two pips. Finally, six pips again. Lu Yin’s consciousness entered the strange dark space once more, only to find nothing.0

Lu Yin looked over at the Tower of the Fifth. He was certain that something was off. The chances of him finding absolutely nothing five times in a row were simply too low.0

He entered the Tower of the Fifth and found the young prodigies from the Spirit Nidus, who were very busy at the moment.0

Ever since the war between the Tianyuan and the Spirit Nidus had been publicly announced, the Tianyuan Megaverse had seen a fresh wave of enthusiasm among its cultivators. Countless people swarmed the Tower of the Fifth, wanting to learn more about the Spirit Nidus. The captives who had been left in the tower barely had any time to rest, given the number of people who had lined up to spar with them. The young prodigies were all in constant agony.0

If not for the fact that the captives’ cultivation had been restricted to the level of Melders, Limiteers, and...0