Nightingale walked into the classroom with a faint expression, deaf to the cries around her.

Ever since she was forced to come to Cornell College, she knew that the college had rotted from the bones.

What is happening now is the obstacle it should have endured.

She just regrets that the girl who is bright and sunny and should have a lot of years.

Ye Xian, who was still locked in the enclosed space, didn't know that there were already people remembering her.

She opened her eyes, slowly withdrew her hand that was pressing on the ground, and sighed regretfully.

Failed again.

From the first attempt to now, she has lost count of how many times she has failed.

She was already quite perceptive in terms of mental power, and in addition to the fact that she had received guidance from Dean Green for nearly two months, it only took her seven days to initially master the use of the spiritual cage.

And then she began her countless attempts.

In the enclosed dark space, the flow of time seems to be stretched.

Ye Xian was restless from the beginning, but now he can calmly face failure.

Ye Xian recalled the process of trying to break the mental cage just now, summed up some reasons for failure, lowered his eyelids, and muttered, "I don't know if Scarlett and Harry went back safely in the end?" ”

She has no relatives on this continent, only a few good friends, and the only thing she can think of here is them.

This trap was set for her in the first place, and Scarlett and Harry should be fine.

Ye Xian shook his mind for a while, and then put his mind back on the cultivation of the spiritual cage.

Gloomy sadness didn't help her at all, and she had to cultivate hard to get out of here as soon as possible.

Ye Xian closed his eyes again, calmed down according to Dean Green's instructions, and then used his mental power to control the nine-leaf iron fan to arrange the formation, and quickly shuttled through the space.

One of the ways to cultivate spiritual power is to first consume a large amount of spiritual power, and then meditate to recover after the spiritual power is completely exhausted.

Ye Xian has often used this method to improve his mental power recently, and he can also practice the art of imperial objects, killing two birds with one stone.

this day.

Ye Xian exhausted her mental power again, and as soon as she sat down cross-legged, an idea suddenly sprouted in her heart.

If she forcibly mobilizes her spiritual power and cracks the spiritual cage in this situation, will she trigger the golden ball in Zhihai?

Ye Xian had a conjecture in the past, every time the golden ball changed, it seemed to be when her body entered a negative state.

So, should she test her conjecture once?

The more Ye Xian thought about it, the more excited he became.

According to her current cultivation progress, I don't know how long it will take to get out of here.

But if she can break through again with the power of the golden orb, then maybe she'll be able to get out of here soon.

Anyway, the whole process is controlled by her, and if she feels unbearable halfway, she can stop in time to minimize the risk.

Ye Xian hesitated for less than three seconds, and then made up his mind decisively.

She exhaled slowly, stretched out her five fingers again, pressed them on the ground under her feet, and then silently recited her mental method, and a faint tingling sensation suddenly came from the depths of the sea of consciousness.

Ye Xian's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to follow the mental method to urge his spiritual power.

The pinprick pain in Zhihai gradually magnified, and Ye Xian's jaw instantly tightened.

She reassured herself in her heart that this had not yet reached her limit, and she would definitely be able to hold back.

But...... It really hurts!

Ye Xian felt that he was about to crush his teeth.

It was as if there was a sharp knife stirring around in her sea of consciousness, and then cutting it repeatedly.

Fine cold sweat rushed out of Ye Xian's forehead, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

The pain was worse than she had imagined.

She seemed to be holding it back.

Before the mantra was halfway through, Ye Xian was already dizzy and in a trance.

At this moment, she bit the tip of her tongue violently, and the strong bloody breath forced her to regain consciousness.

It can't go any further.

If she didn't give up, she would either die because her mental power was drained, or she would be killed alive.

Ye Xian decided to stop dying, but when she gave up and continued to meditate on her mental method, she found that things were no longer out of her control.

Even though she had stopped, there was still a force that was constantly draining her spiritual power.

"Wow!"

Before Ye Xian could find out, she felt a splitting headache and her stomach was tumbling.

She couldn't help clutching her chest, bowing her head and vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Ye Xian smiled bitterly, she wouldn't play herself to death.

Before he could finish thinking about it, another sharp pain struck, Ye Xian was weak and fell backwards.

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull crashing sound, there was also an indiscretable cracking sound from inside Ye Xian's body.

However, Ye Xian herself didn't notice it, because her mind had been completely taken away by pain.

In a trance, Ye Xian even had a thought, if she died at this moment, she would be relieved.

Fortunately, this thought was fleeting, and Ye Xian's desire to survive prevailed.

Her fingers clenched at the ground, her eyelids propped up hard, she hadn't fulfilled her wish to stand at the peak of martial arts, she couldn't die......

She can't die!

I don't know where a force suddenly poured out, Ye Xian suddenly turned over and sat up.

Her cheeks were pale without a trace of blood, but her eyes were as bright as those of a star in the night sky.

At the same time, wisps of faint mist evaporated from the golden ball, and then merged into Ye Xian's sea of knowledge.

The sharp pain was smoothed out little by little.

Ye Xian's frowning eyebrows gradually stretched.

She blinked in disbelief, did she really win the bet?

While Ye Xian was pleasantly surprised, he couldn't help but feel afraid for a while.

She had just felt half of her feet in the ghost gate, and if it hadn't been for the last-minute explosion of desire to survive, she would have stayed here forever.

Ye Xian warned himself in his heart that this was the last attempt.

She didn't believe she would have such good luck next time.

Gambling on life is enough to experience it once.

Ye Xian was not in a hurry to absorb the energy overflowing from the golden ball immediately, but sank his mind into the sea of knowledge and carefully looked at the golden ball.

After a while, she came to the conclusion that the golden orb seemed to be smaller than it had been when she first met.

In other words, this golden ball is actually a manifestation of the solidification of spiritual power, and if she can absorb the spiritual power contained in it, it will disappear completely.

Ye Xian couldn't help but smack his tongue.

According to Dean Green's judgment, her current spiritual power should be comparable to that of a fifth-level Great Spirit Master.

But the spiritual power she absorbed was less than one percent of the golden ball.

Ye Xian couldn't imagine how terrifying her spiritual power would be if she completely absorbed the golden ball.

Sure enough, whether it is in martial arts or spiritual path, she still has a long way to go, and she can't be careless.

Ye Xian withdrew his mind, and after discarding distracting thoughts, he began to absorb the energy that escaped from the sea of consciousness.

She had a hunch that when the energy was absorbed, it would be the day she escaped from the mental cage.