Chapter Seventy-Two: Above the Sage

When the wheel of heaven relentlessly rotated to the limit position that he had once reached, Ye Shaoyu felt as if his heart was being crushed by a huge wheel.

He staggered, and everything in front of him dimmed to gray.

He stretched out his hand to stop the Wheel of Heaven, but it was all in vain.

Spin the wheel, crossed that position without hesitation, and headed for the fifth lap without hesitation.

On the viewing platform, Ye Zhirong and the others stood up with calm faces.

If Ye Qingchen beat the sixty-four war drums, they could still explain it with the amazing heaven and earth spiritual power sensing power, then what about now? Ye Qingchen is about to turn the Heavenly Wheel to the fifth circle!

How can this be explained?

When the turn of the sky turned to the fifth circle, Ye Wuwu also stood up. His eyes locked on Ye Qingchen, and the depths of his eyes were deep.

What does it mean to turn the wheel five times?

An old ancestor of the Ye family back then was only an inch away from the five circles. And his cultivation has entered the realm of a half-step sage. Today, Ye Qingchen surpasses his ancestors and achieves five circles of attainments!

Does this mean, then, that his daughter, among the saints, is just around the corner?

When the wheel of heaven turned to the sixth lap, it came to an abrupt end. At that moment, there was a huge martial arts arena, hundreds of people, silent, quiet to the point where a pin drop could be heard.

Six turns of the heavenly wheel!

The old ancestor who created the Wheel of Heaven and left a will, can he do it? Even Ye Wuwu, who knew Ye Qingchen, was shocked at this moment. He could see that the wheel of heaven could actually continue to rotate, but Ye Qingchen deliberately stopped. If the five rotations of the heavenly wheel mean that the list of saints is clear, then what about the six circles?

Above the Sage?

His heart was caught off guard and beat violently a few times, and Ye Wuwu didn't dare to think about it again.

Ye Qingchen turned around, looked at the viewing platform on the side, and asked, "I don't know if I am satisfied with this finale?" These words were obviously said to Ye Zhirong.

"No, it's impossible!" Ye Zhirong muttered in a low voice, his cloudy eyes full of panic.

Five laps is already the limit of what he can accept, but what about six?

Ye Qingchen, could it be that he really has the potential above the Sage?

Ye Zhirong looked at Ye Qingchen coldly, and his eyes were full of yin owls. Whether it's a genius or a waste, Ye Qingchen can't stay after all!

Not only Ye Zhirong, but also Ye Zhigao and Ye Zhihua also had twinkling eyes.

Ye Qingchen's proud achievements in six laps of the heavenly wheel suppressed a generation. Is she really a waste that can't be cultivated?

"Qingchen really didn't disappoint!" Ye Zhirong smiled and said with a smile.

Ye Qingchen no longer paid attention to Ye Zhirong, but looked at Ye Shaoyu.

"You lost. ”

Ye Shaoyu's face turned pale suddenly. His gaze looked at Ye Qingchen blankly. Ye Qingchen sneered. Did she deliberately stop on lap six, or did she scare the guy?

"Ye Qingchen, the third item is the freedom challenge, I, Ye Shaoyu, challenge you! If you lose, I will listen to you, I will do whatever you ask me to do!" Ye Shaoyu suddenly raised his voice, his tone was filled with suppressed excitement, as if he was trying to prove something, and he couldn't wait.

"You still haven't paid what you just owed. ”

"I'll return it later. The eldest husband will do what he says, otherwise the sky will thunder!" As if he was afraid that Ye Qingchen would not agree, he added, "You promised before, Dabi will accept my challenge on the same day." ”

"You just want to challenge me like that?" Ye Qingchen put his hands around his chest and said.

"Yes!" Ye Shaoyu nodded heavily, his eyes burning.

"I accept your challenge. ”