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Luo Yiyan walked to the center of the main hall.

The surviving disciples were already exhausted by fear and despair, and their eyes were full of expectation when they saw him stand up.

Luo Yiyan got straight to the point: "Everyone, we have found a clue to get out, but we need everyone's cooperation."

He briefly explained the solution to the riddle and then described the specific steps involved in creating the "artificial sun".

As soon as he finished speaking, whispers arose from the crowd.

Some people thought this method was a pipe dream, some thought that since they were going to die anyway, they might as well give it a try, and others watched coldly, waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

Cheng Yan stood at the edge of the crowd, his brows furrowed.

He was lucky. Although the door he entered was somewhat dangerous, he could handle it. Although he was slightly injured, he got out quickly.

He watched Luo Yiyan's retreating figure surrounded by the crowd, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up: "Since there's a way, it's better than waiting to die. How much spiritual power do you need? Count me in."

His statement was met with nods of approval from many disciples who were still observing.

Although Sun Sheng and his group still didn't have a good impression of Luo Yiyan, they were willing to help, even though it concerned their own survival.

Soon, the surviving disciples were divided into two groups according to their spiritual root attributes, with the fire spiritual root cultivators responsible for igniting and maintaining the light sphere.

The others transferred their spiritual energy to Luo Yiyan, who then controlled the operation of the spirit orb.

The moment all the spiritual energy converged at the center of the dome, the sphere of light suddenly shone brightly, its brilliance almost blinding.

As the height increased inch by inch, the runes on the stone wall began to light up gradually.

When the sphere of light hovered precisely at the highest point of the dome, all the shadows vanished simultaneously, and a refracted beam of light shot towards one of the doors.

Everyone stared excitedly at the door, but no one dared to step forward.

No one knows whether pushing open the door will lead to a path to survival or another abyss.

Just then, a disciple, completely overwhelmed by fear, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, pushing open the door and disappearing into the golden light.

The door wasn't closed, and no one came out.

Everyone held their breath and waited for a moment, but nothing happened.

With one less person channeling spiritual energy, the spirit sphere trembled slightly, the array patterns in the center of the hall began to dim, and everyone noticed that the door was slowly closing.

Luo Yiyan's pupils constricted sharply, and he almost shouted, "Don't hesitate! Get inside! If the door closes, you might really not be able to get out!"

Without further hesitation, everyone rushed toward the ever-narrowing golden gate of light.

With each additional person leaving, the spiritual power sustaining the sphere weakens, causing its light to dim at a visible rate, while the door closes faster and faster.

Panic spread like wildfire through the crowd, and the previously orderly queue began to break into pushing and shoving.

Luo Yiyan gritted his teeth, supporting himself on the spirit orb, veins bulging on his forehead, and shouted behind him, "Zhixu, you guys run!"

Without hesitation, Lin Zhixu turned and told Zhou Tong and Chu Yan to go first.

Zhou Tong hesitated for a moment, knowing that staying wouldn't make much of a difference and would only make Lin Zhixu worry. She turned around, pulled Chu Yan, and ran to the door.

Before leaving, he called out, "Senior brother, you must come out and meet up with us as soon as possible!"

The sound was quickly pushed into the doorway by the crowd behind him.

Jiang Che followed closely behind, glancing at Lin Zhixu before entering the room. Lin Zhixu nodded to him, and he disappeared through the door.

The number of people inside the hall dwindled, while the doorway shrank to less than half a person's width.

Cheng Yan's spiritual power was already exhausted. Looking at the door that was getting narrower and narrower, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, let go, turned around and rushed in.

Luo Yiyan was about to follow Lin Zhixu when Sun Sheng, who squeezed up from behind, pushed her away.

With red eyes, Sun Sheng shoved the two aside and scrambled into the doorway.

Luo Yiyan stumbled a step after being pushed. Seeing that the door was now so narrow that only one person could pass through sideways, he didn't think twice and used his last bit of strength to push Lin Zhixu forward.

Lin Zhixu was caught off guard and was pushed back. He only had time to see Luo Yiyan kneeling on the ground, exhausted. She Zhiyi was standing behind him at some point and had not chosen to leave with the others.

The spirit orb finally gave way, swayed twice in the air, and then suddenly dissipated.

The Gate of Life closed silently the moment the last glimmer of light went out, and the hall fell silent once more.

Luo Yiyan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, all her spiritual energy drained away.

He stared at the golden gate that had completely vanished, feeling a mixture of relief and despair.

Fortunately, Lin Zhixu and the others got out.

Desperately, his strength was insufficient to open the door to life once again.

"You clearly had a chance to go out, but you gave it to someone else. Don't you regret it?"

The sudden sound behind her startled Luo Yiyan.

He turned around abruptly and realized that She Zhiyi was standing behind him, looking down at him.

Luo Yiyan paused for a moment, then frowned: "Why are you still here? Why didn't you go out with us?"

She Zhiyi ignored his question and pressed on, "Answer me first. Won't you regret giving up your chance to survive?"

Luo Yiyan was annoyed by his interrogative tone and retorted, "That's no stranger. That's my best friend. If it were anyone else, of course I wouldn't give up my life."

She Zhiyi paused for a moment, her tone unreadable, whether it was sarcasm or something else: "Even if you might never be able to get out again?"

Luo Yiyan said firmly, "Even if we can never get out again."

She Zhiyi didn't speak again, her eyes suddenly becoming complicated, and her words were tinged with bitterness: "You're so good to him, do you like him?"

Luo Yiyan's face flushed red, and then it was as if something had cleared away the fog that had long shrouded her heart.

Meeting She Zhiyi's gaze, he slightly raised his chin, unwilling to lose face: "Of course I like him. We grew up together and have never been apart for even a day before."

"But to call that love is too simplistic. I think we're more like family."

She Zhiyi looked at him and suddenly felt a little envious.

He couldn't express his feelings so openly and honestly.

In comparison, he appears even more like a shadowy rat, secretly eyeing beauty, unable to bear the light.

I hate him even more now.

She Zhiyi silently added another mark against Luo Yiyan in her mind, her face dark as she walked past him and went straight to the door that had been completely closed.

He formed hand seals, and a domineering force tore the heavy stone door open inch by inch.

The faint light filtering through the crack in the door illuminated the dimly lit hall again, casting a shadowy glow on his indifferent face.

He turned his head and growled at Luo Yiyan, who was staring blankly behind him, "What are you all standing there for? Get inside now!"

Luo Yiyan suddenly came to her senses, quickly walked to the door, but hesitated the moment she stepped inside.

He turned to look at She Zhiyi and asked, "And what about you? What are you going to do?"