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Chapter 525 Trapped for Over Ten Years

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

During these three years, Qin Hanchu and the other five had been sitting cross-legged on the outskirts of the Poison Rain Forest.

Although they could feel the law power within the Poison Rain Forest, any attempt to comprehend it proved futile.

Over these three years, some people had already rushed into the Poison Rain Forest.

However, without exception, all of them had died within.

Qin Hanchu and his companions had witnessed a group of people whose protective energy was corroded by the poisonous mist, turning into white bones and ashes amidst screams of agony.

Besides Qin Hanchu and the other five, many others were scattered in various locations, attempting to comprehend.

Their actions were merely going through the motions of their predecessors, so even a thousand years would yield no progress.

As time wore on, more and more people became agitated.

Although the Slaughter Immortal Realm was vast, no one wanted to remain there forever.

Even Qin Hanchu's mood grew restless.

He even considered charging in to take a gamble.

But that would be no different from seeking death!

Unable to sense the laws, Qin Hanchu turned his attention to cultivating the Hunyuan Dharma Body.

He wondered if cultivating the Hunyuan Dharma Body to its peak might have some effect.

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In the more than three years that had passed, the Nine Ancient Clans had completely taken control of the Dragon Qi Empire's territory.

Utilizing the resources here, the Nine Ancient Clans began to nurture their younger generation, compensating for the losses of their previous warriors.

Frontline World.

At this time, Baili Caixia had grown to a height of 1.3 meters.

She lay on the arm of the Berserk Golden Ape and sighed, "When will Daddy come back? If he doesn't return soon, I'll be all grown up."

"I can still sense the Master's existence, so he must be alive," the Berserk Golden Ape's voice boomed like thunder.

"Speak softer, you're deafening me," Baili Caixia patted the Berserk Golden Ape's arm.

Just then, Axiang was lost in thought, holding the Samsara True Scripture.

More than three years had passed with no news from Qin Hanchu.

This gave Axiang a bad feeling.

She wanted to increase her strength as quickly as possible so that if Qin Hanchu was in danger, she would be capable of dealing with it.

Baili Old Ancestor had cultivated the Samsara True Scripture for so long without any ill effects, so Axiang wished to use the Samsara True Scripture to enhance her combat power.

"I'll wait one more year. If there's still no news from Hanchu, I'll cultivate through the Samsara True Scripture."

A year passed as quickly as a fleeting white steed.

Baili Caixia had unknowingly grown another year older.

Qin Hanchu's lack of news led Axiang to make her decision.

She entered the room and began to cultivate the Samsara True Scripture.

According to Baili Old Ancestor, this cultivation method could grant the inherited memories of powerful cultivators.

Baili Old Ancestor had used this method to cultivate several powerful Hunyuan martial skills.

In these four years, Baili Old Ancestor had already reached the Profound Venerate realm.

Compared to ordinary people, this cultivation speed was terrifying.

It was precisely because she had witnessed Baili Old Ancestor's rapid cultivation speed that Axiang decided to re-cultivate this technique.

Time flowed by, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed!

At this time, Baili Caixia had blossomed into a graceful young lady, and her realm had even reached the Profound King realm.

In these ten years, Baili Old Ancestor had surprisingly reached the Profound God realm.

Even Axiang had reached the Profound Saint realm.

In addition to her realm, she had also learned many powerful martial skills through the Samsara True Scripture.

At this point, Axiang no longer relied on jade slips; she only needed to sleep to receive inheritances.

Her strength also increased imperceptibly in her sleep.

In the Slaughter Immortal Realm, Qin Hanchu had been continuously cultivating the Hunyuan Dharma Body.

Through these ten years of cultivation, he had brought the Hunyuan Dharma Body to the Great Completion realm.

Even the Overlord Dragon Slash had been cultivated by Qin Hanchu to the Great Accomplishment realm.

"No, I can't keep wasting time like this."

"My realm and martial skills have already reached their peak. I need to try something."

Qin Hanchu was not the only one with loved ones; Tian Lang and others also had people they cared about.

Having been trapped here for over a decade, Tian Lang could no longer bear it.

"Let's try at the edge," proposed Yan Feng.

"Let's see how long we can last against the erosion of the poisonous gas."

The others nodded in succession.

Trying at the edge offered a chance to advance or retreat.

If there was danger, they could withdraw in time.

"Han Su, what do you think?"

Everyone else had expressed their agreement, leaving only Qin Hanchu, who had not yet spoken.

Qin Hanchu pondered and said, "Alright, let's combine our strength to condense a protective barrier."

With Qin Hanchu's approval, the six of them acted together to construct a powerful shield.

This shield resembled a large, colorful ball, enveloping Qin Hanchu and the other five.

Soon, they entered the boundary of the Poison Rain Forest.

Upon entering, they did not venture deeper but remained on the boundary line.

Even at the boundary line, the poisonous gas was still potent.

Qin Hanchu and the other five could feel their defenses being rapidly consumed.

The sensation was akin to countless ants gnawing at their protection.

The combined defenses of the six were immensely powerful.

Yet, even so, they only lasted for six hours under the corrosive effect of the poisonous gas.

While six hours seemed long, it was practically of no use.

In three hours, they couldn't even travel a tenth of the way through the Poison Rain Forest.

Once they encountered poisonous rain, their defenses would be broken in an instant.

Knowing they couldn't endure, Qin Hanchu and the other five had no choice but to leave the Poison Rain Forest.

"Are we really going to stay here our entire lives?" Tian Lang clenched his fist in anger. "Myriad Realms Treasure Pavilion, you've pushed me in here to die."

"Getting angry is useless."

"Let alone not being able to get out, even if we could, we're still no match for the Myriad Realms Treasure Pavilion."

"You'll just have to endure being exploited," Hai Shu said with a grim expression.

"If I can get out, I will make the Myriad Realms Treasure Pavilion pay the price for the rest of my life," Yan Feng gritted his teeth.

Qin Hanchu and the others had expected to return after a certain period.

However, they hadn't anticipated that the Myriad Realms Chamber of Commerce had sold them one-way tickets.

Either they took back the Thunder God Wood, or they stayed there, or they died there.

Another year passed, and Qin Hanchu had even cultivated the Overlord Dragon Slash to its highest level.

At this point, the six of them had lost their objective.

Their realms could no longer be improved, and their martial skills had reached their peak.

There was no longer any need to continue cultivating.

"Let's find some more people, and we'll charge through together," Ya Wen suddenly had an idea and said.

Han Yue frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The six of us can last for three hours, so if we find six more people, they can last for another three hours."

"As long as we have enough people, we can take turns defending."

"Once we can create a cycle, it would be equivalent to blocking the corrosive effect of the poisonous gas."

"The only thing to be careful of is the poisonous rain."

"As long as we find the right opportunity, there's still a chance to pass."

Ya Wen's explanation left everyone in silence; this method seemed somewhat feasible.