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"It broke!"

Ye Zichen revealed a look of joy as he looked at the cracks on the surface of the huge black cauldron.

Although the crack only extended ten meters or so, it was insignificant to the small mountain sized black cauldron. However, it allowed Ye Zichen to calm down, and he continued to release the sixth layer of sword aura, using the power of the great dao and transforming it into an extremely cold sword ray to attack.

Just as Ye Zichen sat on the floor motionlessly as if he had forgotten about time, an ear-piercing sword hum erupted from his body and pierced through the air, striking the space barrier and creating air ripples that were like lotuses.

"Judgement 7, extreme cold."

The sharp sword qi that was gushing out from his body instantly gathered together, turning into a huge sword that seemed to be condensed from ice. It froze the sky, then brought along the power of the great dao, hacking down heavily onto the cracked black cauldron.

"Rumble!"

The solid black cauldron was hit by the first move of the Judgement's Seven Swords, Frost Extreme Arctic Attack, and shattered. The violent energy caused a large area of space to distort, causing the ground to shake violently.

"Phew, I finally managed to shatter a black cauldron."

After comprehending thirteen days and destroying the black cauldron in one go, there was no hint of joy on Ye Zichen's face. He fell down from the sky and panted heavily.

The more power he used, the more he used up. With his current strength, he could only use the technique once and it would exhaust all of his soul power.

"There are still two days left, I don't have much time left."

Ye Zichen looked at the two black cauldrons that were suppressing space, then immediately sat down with his legs crossed. He took the time to recover his nearly dried up soul power.

"Breaking through a black cauldron in twenty-eight days is a bit too slow."

The moment the first black cauldron shattered, his truesoul immediately sensed it. However, it was not satisfied with this speed.

"Lord True Spirit, do you think that Ye Chenfeng will be able to defeat the two remaining black cauldrons in the remaining two days?" The tablet spirit asked.

"It's very difficult!"

The truesoul shook its head and said.

"Sigh, with this Ye Chenfeng's talent, if he is given enough time, his future development will be limitless. If he were to die in the three cauldrons of the Forbidden Land, it would truly be a pity."

After seeing Ye Chenfeng's amazing talent, the tablet spirit was moved to appreciate his talent, and it let out a soft sigh.

"This is the rule set down by the master. I am powerless to change it. However, this is related to my Spirit Race's inheritance, so I cannot be careless." The truesoul said lightly.

"Sigh, it seems that we are going to fall into a deep sleep again." They were not optimistic about the outcome. In the remaining two days, Ye Chenfeng would break two black cauldrons and pass the test.

After half a day, Ye Chenfeng had already recovered the soul power that he had consumed. He adjusted himself to his peak state, then went to the second black cauldron and prepared to use seven strikes to break it.

"Hu!"

Ye Zichen took a deep breath, and the six levels of sword aura surged out from his body. All of a sudden, the sword light surged, and endless sword light quickly gathered, forming a sword filled with cold energy above his head.

"Judgement 7, extreme cold."

Ye Zichen shouted loudly. He activated the power of the great Dao with his six levels of sword force and controlled the cold light sword to slash down from the sky. The terrifying attack caused the entire world to sink into darkness.

"Boom …"

The extreme cold sword image, which carried an astonishing destructive power, struck the black cauldron. A powerful force exploded on the surface of the black cauldron, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the black cauldron that was tens of meters tall.

The black pressure of the recoil spread out in all directions like a dark cloud.

"It did not shatter!"

Ye Zichen had originally thought that he could destroy the black cauldron with a single sword strike from 'Frost Extreme Cold', but the truth had given him a heavy blow, causing his entire heart to drop down to the bottom.

Since he did not manage to defeat the black cauldron this time, the time left for Ye Zichen to do so was extremely limited. By the time he had recovered all of his soul power, he would have less than a day.

"I can't give up. There must be a way."

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and cleared away the distracting thoughts in his head. Then, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and quickly recovered his consumed soul power.

When the final day arrived, Ye Chenfeng recovered all of his soul power. His entire body soared into the sky as he activated the power of the six great swords and used the 'Cold Extreme Arctic Skill' to hit the cracked black cauldron, shattering the second black cauldron in one go.

"Ai, that Ye Zichen destroyed the second black cauldron. However, he didn't have a day left, so I'm afraid he won't have the chance." The truesoul let out a soft sigh and felt pity for Ye Chenfeng.

There was less and less time left for Ye Chenfeng, but there was not a single trace of panic on his face. He used the limited time he had left to quickly recover his soul power.

When there was still another two hours before the one month deadline, Ye Chenfeng, who had completely recovered his soul power, stood up, his deep eyes staring unwaveringly at the final huge black cauldron.

"Success or failure will be decided in one blow."

Ye Zichen took a deep breath and adjusted himself to his peak condition. Then, he flew up like a sharp sword and stopped in midair.

"Judgement 7 swords, extreme cold!"

Ye Zichen shouted loudly, while his cold voice echoed in the world. A sword that was filled with extremely cold energy brought down the power of the Great Way with it as it fiercely slashed down on the last black cauldron, causing countless cracks to appear on the black cauldron, but it did not shatter it.

"Power of chaos, break!"

Ye Zichen used the Absolute Cold, and used his trump card, the Chaotic Force, the Chaotic Divine Tree, to shoot towards the cracked black cauldron the moment he exhausted the last of his soul power.

Although this strand of Chaotic Force was only the size of a cow's hair, the explosive power it produced shocked the world. It struck the black cauldron that was full of cracks and it immediately erupted with destructive force. As it shattered the black cauldron, it caused a huge black hole to appear in the space between the three cauldrons.

"It's a success!"

As he watched the final black cauldron get destroyed by the Chaotic Force, Ye Zichen let out a long sigh, clenched his teeth, and forced his Golden Roc Wings to spread out his back, causing a violent gust of wind to fly out of the black hole and disappear into the three collapsed Forbidden Land.