Writing demanded time, and the dwindling minutes only heightened the tension. Writing too much risked failure, and that fact explained why deep worry furrowed He Yingwu's face. Only Elder Ding showed no impatience. Anticipation gleamed in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Liu Wuxie.0

Back in the teleportation array, Liu Wuxie had left a deep impression on him. Even when death loomed, he exhausted his true essence to protect his companion. His willingness to sacrifice and that unyielding resolve commanded Elder Ding's respect.0

At last, Liu Wuxie exhaled slowly and lowered his hand to write. The trial neared its end, and the moment his brush moved, all attention turned toward him.0

As each word flowed forth, the air trembled violently, as though space itself could not withstand the weight of his thoughts. The valley quaked, and cultivators looked...0