Free Web NovelShe didn't know how much moon glass sand her spatial ring had collected, or if it had been converted into energy to support the candidate heir.
But at a time like this, how could she spare the time to check and confirm?
Wasting even a second would be disrespecting the moon glass sand.
Float and cherish; the sand before her eyes is the sand of her dreams!
At the same time.
The perspective returned to the Lingjue Death Ground.
The dense, endless, and seemingly tireless monsters had completely filled the gigantic altar.
They were like undead creatures.
Even though the twelve candidates and their pet beasts were fighting almost every moment, as the number of monsters grew, several candidates and their pet beasts began to show signs of exhaustion.
They were naturally allocated their respective spatial tools, but since they couldn't leave the Lingjue Death Ground, their spatial tools contained a certain amount of survival supplies.
Half a month's worth of food, water, and ordinary energy pills.
Beyond that, there was nothing.
But no one could be sure how long this competition would last.
After all, historically, there had been instances where the final round of the competition lasted one month and twelve days!
So everyone tried to be as frugal as possible, generally eating only one meal and drinking half a bottle of water a day.
This was to avoid a situation where the monsters didn't break through the protective shield, but they starved or died of thirst first.
This state of hunger and thirst inevitably led to both Beast Tamers and their pet beasts being somewhat dispirited.
Their sustained combat ability was not strong.
Not fighting was actually fine; as long as the energy shield protecting them received a continuous supply of energy, they would be safe staying quietly inside the shield.
But just as Mingxi had zero harvest in four or five days, the situation for other supporting offerings was not necessarily better than hers.
This was also the main reason why these candidate heirs could not choose to sit back and wait for death, but instead kept killing those monsters.
If they didn't find a way to eliminate as many monsters as possible, allowing them to gather more and more, then no matter how powerful the supporting offerings were, the defensive energy shield wouldn't last long.
At this time, no one even deliberately sought trouble with opponents; everyone was uncharacteristically working together.
"Crack!"
"No!"
But on the fifth day of the competition, death still occurred among them.
The defensive shield at the 2 o'clock position of the altar suddenly shattered, and those monsters instantly became like sharks smelling blood, the desire in their eyes growing more ferocious and terrifying.
"Hee... Jielu... Awooo!"
Amidst the chilling and strange low roars, the monsters charged wildly towards the 2 o'clock direction.
That candidate heir didn't even have a chance to struggle or resist; he and his pet beast were surrounded like delicious food.
"Ah!"
"Splurt..."
A bloody arm was torn off by a monster, and in two or three bites, only bone fragments remained.
The Impact of this scene was still very strong.
Even in an environment like Green Field Star, not a single person present had never killed someone with their own hands.
Otherwise, the competition would not have been sharply reduced from 77 people to the current 12, and fewer than a handful of the 65 eliminated people survived.
But watching their own clansmen die so tragically in this manner, many people still felt intensely uncomfortable! freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
Because they seemed to see their own fate.
Death, like a shadow, followed them.
Some took deep breaths to adjust their mindset, some closed their eyes to recover, some were silent, not knowing what they were thinking, and some chose to provoke others to relieve stress.
"Oh my goodness! Sister Suewan, are you alright?! Why is the light of your energy shield the weakest among the rest of us?"
The one who shouted was a young man next to Yue Ling Suì Wǎn, from a collateral branch, named Yue Ling {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} Misheng.
He was nominated as a candidate by his branch due to his excellent Beast Tamers talent, and he was one year younger than Yue Ling Suì Wǎn.
Initially, his sense of presence was not high; among the 77 candidates, he was in an awkward position, neither too high nor too low, and was constantly ignored, with most people believing he wouldn't survive five rounds.
As a result, he not only made it to the final round, but the supporting offerings he invited were also no worse than those of other candidates.
One of them was even the previous Clan Leader of the Yue Ling Clan, Yue Ling Wanxiong!
Clearly, this was a guy who played the pig to eat the tiger.
Yue Ling Misheng's clearly chilling exclamation immediately attracted the attention of the other candidates.
"Suì Wǎn, you this..."
"Hehe, are the supporting offerings you invited, Yue Ling Suì Wǎn, so weak? It's only the fifth day, and the light of your defensive shield has already withered like this? Tsk tsk tsk, and you even occupied the best due east position!"
"Don't talk nonsense, Elder Ren is also Sister Suewan's supporting offering, it should be luck..."
"Alas! All calculations, but in the end, it's bad luck."
"It's the times and fate."
Everyone was in competition; ever since the competition began, almost all daily interactions involved tripping each other up.
They all fought like black-eyed chickens.
So, it was common for one person to start, and others to follow suit.
At this moment, everyone truly had "tacit cooperation," wishing they could directly break Yue Ling Suì Wǎn's mindset. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
After all, in terms of threat, Yue Ling Suì Wǎn, the current Clan Leader's eldest daughter and first in line for succession, even if not ranked first, was definitely among the top.
If she really was eliminated early, it would be something many of them would be happy to see.
Surprisingly, Yue You Ling Qianchen, who had always been the most at odds with Yue Ling Suì Wǎn, did not speak for once.
Yue Ling Suì Wǎn did not pay attention to these people's gloating; she had already mentally prepared for death when she decided to participate in the candidate competition.
She was just unwilling, reluctant.
She just sighed that she was still a few points short on luck.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be in such a desperate situation despite occupying the best altar position and having the support of big figures like Grandpa, Uncle Huang, and General Hu.
Although her emotions were turbulent, she still calmly directed her pet beasts to push back the increasing number of monsters surrounding her.
As if she hadn't heard these people's voices.
Mama had said, don't give up until the very last moment!
"Awooo... Kacha... Hiss hiss..."
The monsters surrounding the defensive shield roared and hissed, their ugly and ferocious faces sending shivers down one's spine.
Kill one, and another immediately filled its place.
The defensive shield in front of her grew weaker, leaving only a faint, firefly-like glow.
At this moment, everyone's movements stopped, watching, waiting, excited...
However, the scene they were waiting for did not happen.
The defensive shield never shattered; that faint firefly glow, like a perpetual motion machine, stubbornly continued to shine...
One minute, two minutes... five minutes... half an hour...
