Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days had passed.
During these days, the group of Challengers on Cerulean Planet wracked their brains to find a way of communication with the looming thunderbolt that hovered around their planet.
In the end, they had failed completely.
That thunderbolt was circling Cerulean Planet endlessly, neither leaving nor descending.
It was like a powerful sword that hung over the people's heads; it inspired much uneasiness in them.
"Remember, this, Shoucheng, he who hesitates will lose!"
On this day in Jiangzhou University, Lin Shiru rubbed her temple and stood up from her seat, the lethargy evident on her face.
Earlier, not too long after she left the Spirit Secret Realm, she returned to Jiangzhou University when she saw that the thunder bolt in the heavens was not descending even after much time had passed.
Jiangzhou University was not what it used to be.