1732 There is Prospec (1/2)

In a short period of time, the men in these four units wouldn't be so different from the others. However, day after day, they would definitely become much more powerful than the other units!

People were confused about the sudden change.

People in the Hall of Life and Death of the Monarch's Hall had gotten used to cultivating faster than people in other places. Inside the headquarters of the Monarch's Hall, it was like a paradise. Everybody was improving ten times faster than before. People were used to it, although it was actually quite shocking!

However, people in these four units became much faster than others all of a sudden. It truly confused everybody. They immediately thought of one possibility. 'It must have something to do with the units we are in.'

However, it just didn't make sense, so none of them really said it out…

…

In the headquarters.

Chihuo opened his eyes. His old face looked helpless.

He was at the top of the Immortality Stage, and he wanted to reach the Undead Stage… He thought that his mind state was perfect for the next level, so he thought he only needed to accumulate enough energy. Cultivating in the Hall of Life and Death was the fastest way… After all, the energy was so rich in this place. It was much better than any other places he had even been in his life…

However, after cultivating for a few days, he had a new opinion. The energy here was not enough for him!

There was so much energy in the Hall of Life and Death, but he had consumed too much life energy in his life. If he had enough life energy himself, it would take him only less than three years to reach the upper stage.

However, he had to fix his own problem on the life energy first. Otherwise, he was never going to have any breakthrough.

The Hall of Life and Death had provided so much life energy, but he needed time to absorb the energy. He only had three years left, and that was not enough.

Even if he could gather enough life energy in the next three years, he would have the chance to reach the next stage by luck at the end of his three years!

He couldn't count on luck. Everybody needed good luck, but nobody should count on good luck! Who would let one's luck decide life and death?

The pressure was killing Chihuo!

He looked pretty upset.

He thought he was lucky enough to meet Ye Xiao, and he was going to survive. However, after what he had done, he was going to die anyway!

'Am I destined to die soon?'

'No! Not yet!' Chihuo took a deep breath and lowered his head.

It suddenly made Chihuo lose hope. He didn't want to give up, but he really couldn't see any hope!

As he raised up his head, his face seemed to look hundreds of years older.

When a man's heart died, the weakness in him would grow. Chihuo knew it was wrong, but he couldn't resist it!

”Fine… I guess this is my fate…” Chihuo bitterly smiled and said, ”Monarch Ye trusts me… If I die, I fail him… I thought men could defeat fate, but we can't… This is my fate… What can I say? In the last three years, I should do as much for Lord Monarch as possible…”