Ten days passed.
Fang Ming continued standing beside Hei Lou Lan.
During these ten days, he helped clear round after round inside Eighty-Eight True Yang Building. His eagles scouted, baited enemies, triggered traps, and carried out sacrifices where human Gu Masters would hesitate.
Hei Lou Lan's mood remained good.
The Hei tribe elders also relaxed slightly.
With Fang Ming present, progress was steady.
But Fang Ming knew this could not last forever.
Some rounds could be solved with flying beasts.
Some could be solved with patience.
Some could be solved with strategy.
But not all.
On the tenth day, they reached the round Fang Ming had been waiting for.
Stage one hundred and fifty.
The moment the round information entered his mind, Fang Ming's gaze darkened slightly.
An enslavement test.
But not a simple one.
This round did not only require control over beasts. It required deep soul foundation, strong multitasking ability, and the capacity to suppress the resistance of many wild wills at once.
Fang Ming could command eagles.
He could control beast groups.
But his soul foundation was not comparable to Fang Yuan's.
Fang Yuan had Dang Hun Mountain.
Fang Yuan had five hundred years of experience.
Fang Yuan had walked far deeper in soul path preparation.
Fang Ming looked at the round silently.
He could attempt it.
He could even force partial success.
But perfect completion was impossible.
And if he failed badly, his image in Hei Lou Lan's eyes would suffer.
That was not worth it.
Hei Lou Lan also noticed the difficulty.
After several attempts, the result was poor.
The beast groups became chaotic.
The resistance inside the round was too strong.
Even Fang Ming's expression became solemn.
Hei Lou Lan's face turned ugly.
"Brother Fang Ming, can this round be passed?"
Fang Ming did not pretend.
"It can be passed, but not by me alone."
Hei Lou Lan frowned.
Fang Ming continued calmly, "This round requires soul foundation. My path is mainly flying beast command and battlefield control. This kind of direct suppression is not my strongest point."
The Hei tribe elders exchanged glances.
They all understood who was needed.
Wolf King.
Chang Shan Yin.
Fang Yuan.
Hei Lou Lan's expression darkened.
He did not want to invite Fang Yuan.
Fang Ming had been useful, obedient, and measured for more than a month. Fang Yuan, on the other hand, was arrogant and difficult to control. If invited, he would certainly demand benefits.
But the round stood before them.
And Hei Lou Lan needed progress.
Finally, he snorted coldly.
"Invite Chang Shan Yin."
Fang Ming lowered his eyes.
The delay had ended.
Soon, Fang Yuan arrived.
He entered Eighty-Eight True Yang Building through Hei Lou Lan's invitation and guest token arrangement. His expression was calm, his bearing indifferent, as if being invited was only natural.
Hei Lou Lan suppressed his impatience and explained the round.
Fang Yuan listened briefly, then stepped forward.
The difference appeared immediately.
His enslavement path control was smooth and ruthless. His soul foundation allowed him to suppress the wild resistance directly, and his commands flowed like water.
The beasts that had scattered under others became obedient under him.
The round changed from disorder to order.
Then from order to victory.
Perfect completion.
Light descended.
Fang Yuan vanished.
The Hei tribe elders were stunned.
Hei Lou Lan's eyes narrowed.
He knew what had happened.
Treasure room.
Fang Ming watched calmly.
So Fang Yuan had finally reached it.
The hidden owner token he had left behind should now fall into Fang Yuan's hands.
The Di Qiu chain would soon begin.
When Fang Yuan returned, Hei Lou Lan immediately wanted him to continue helping.
But Fang Yuan only smiled faintly.
"I gained some insight from the treasure room. I need closed cultivation to digest it."
Hei Lou Lan's expression froze.
Then his smile returned with difficulty.
"Wolf King should naturally focus on cultivation."
The words were polite.
The mood was not.
Fang Ming stood to the side and said nothing.
He knew the excuse was false.
Fang Yuan had noticed something.
The hidden owner token.
The central control room.
The Di Qiu flaw.
An immortal inheritance.
With Fang Yuan's personality, once he smelled such a benefit, he would not let go.
Several days later, the sky above Sacred Palace changed.
Eighty-Eight True Yang Building's aurora, which had been condensing toward the next floor, suddenly began shrinking.
At first, only a few people noticed.
Then panic spread.
The bright light thinned rapidly.
The shape of the forming floor became unstable.
Soon, even the first floor trembled.
Cracks appeared.
Sacred Palace erupted in fear.
Some Gu Masters shouted.
Some stared blankly.
Some knelt and begged Giant Sun Immortal Venerable for mercy.
Hei Lou Lan was furious and shaken, unable to understand what was happening to the structure that carried his hope.
Then the first floor collapsed back into aurora light.
Fang Ming stood in the distance, watching quietly.
So it had begun.
Fang Yuan had started the Di Qiu refinement.
The trap chain was moving.
Deep inside Fang Ming, Teleport Gu stirred faintly.
The birth of an Immortal Gu caused resonance.
Fang Ming suppressed it immediately.
No aura leaked.
No abnormality appeared.
His face remained calm.
He would not interfere.
Di Qiu.
Mo Yao.
Calamity Beckoning Gu.
Water Pavilion.
Immortal zombie.
This road belonged to Fang Yuan.
Fang Ming only needed to let him walk it.
After some time, the shrinking aurora finally stopped.
The light slowly began to recover.
Sacred Palace breathed in relief.
Hei Lou Lan's face remained dark.
He did not know the cause.
He did not know the culprit.
He only knew that Eighty-Eight True Yang Building had nearly collapsed in front of him.
Fang Ming turned away.
The abnormality had ended.
That meant Fang Yuan had succeeded in pushing Di Qiu forward.
Fang Ming's one-month delay had worked.
His first authority upgrade had been secured before Fang Yuan gained Mo Yao's help.
Now the race had entered its next stage.
Fang Yuan had begun chasing the hidden inheritance.
Hei Lou Lan had become more desperate.
And Fang Ming, holding his strengthened glass owner token in secret, waited for Counterfeit Copy to recover again.