Chapter 269 Seven Tribulations Immortal, Capturing the Time Fissure_3

Yang Ji also let out a low roar, continuously employing the Fate-Pointing Finger in an attempt to counter the assault of the Bells of Destiny.

He once again found himself in that perilous situation he had endured in the past.

As the Destiny Clock chimed, lifespans frantically ebbed away as if hastened by the sound of death itself.

With each toll, everyone's hearts tightened a notch.

Those forty-five breaths truly felt as long as decades.

If the last tribulation was heaven, then this time it instantly turned into hell, a complete reversal that came all too swiftly.

For a moment, Yang Ji had forgotten all else, fully immersed in stirring the Gear Fragment, straining to exert the Fate-Pointing Finger to its fullest against the Destiny Clock.

Time trickled by, second by second.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths—after thirty breaths, Yang Ji was drenched in sweat, overwhelmed by an unprecedented exhaustion.