?Reading on mobile phone Shh... The seal suddenly emitted a golden glow, instantly enveloping the two figures below. The light carried a strong energy that rapidly penetrated their skin and entered their meridians, beginning to surge and overwhelm them. This sudden influx of energy caused intense pain—every part of their bodies ached. Their internal spiritual energy, which had initially attempted to resist and expel the external force, was swiftly overwhelmed upon contact. As soon as it met the incoming energy, it was driven into disarray and defeated. Lin Caivé gritted her teeth and said to Qin Feng, "The seal is truly strange. Should we leave immediately?" At the very moment the glow appeared, they had lost control over their bodies. Their only means of escape now was for the small tripod to carry them out. "If you can't hold on any longer, go ahead—I can manage for a while yet. I'd like to see just what the seal has in store," Qin Feng said. "Isn't it too dangerous?" Lin Meiren of course didn't feel comfortable leaving him alone here. "I'll come out whenever I can't hold on anymore—just trust me." He managed a difficult, strained smile. Beside him, Isabella spoke up, "Worry not, Vivian—I'm right here with the little bad boy. If that guy dares to do anything to him, I'll take him down in one shot!" As she finished speaking, the ever-young officer lifted the 120-millimeter anti-tank rocket launcher—a powerful weapon capable of easily piercing 1-meter-thick homogeneous armor—more than sufficient to handle a single, precious jade seal. Lin Meiren gritted her teeth, saying, "I can still hold on for a while—I'm going to stay with Feng!" Qin, deeply touched, would have hugged Lin Meiren and kissed her a thousand or even a thousand and several times if his body hadn't been under uncontrollable control. Though he ranked lower than Lin Meiren in level, when it came to perseverance, ten Lin Meirons wouldn't stand a chance against him. Since the age of five, he has undergone various trainings on the Island of Death, where perseverance and determination are the fundamental requirements for a killer. By the age of fourteen, he could endure more than a minute on the electric chair—while for an ordinary person, merely lasting half a minute would already be considered a true tough guy. Precisely knowing this, Isabella felt confident enough to watch quietly from the side. One minute later, Lin, the beautiful woman, could no longer hold on. Her forehead was beaded with cold sweat, and the intense pain nearly caused her to faint. Though she desperately wanted to keep going, her body simply could not bear it anymore. "Bro Qin, I can't go on anymore. Please hurry and take me out," she said with a look of determination, then vanished in a flash of light. The veteran instructor stepped closer, gazing at Qin Feng's composed, expressionless face for several seconds, and then asked, "How long do you think you can hold on?" Qin Dashi moved his lips and said, "This pain is even more intense than electric shock. I can endure fifteen minutes of electric shock, so ten minutes of this pain should be no problem!" The ever-young instructor nodded, thinking to himself that he could likely last at least twenty minutes—under such conditions, people tap into their body's greatest potential and can easily double their endurance. After a while, Qin Feng spoke up, "How long has it been?" When people are experiencing severe pain or extreme fear, their sense of time becomes quite inaccurate. Sometimes they feel as though ten minutes have passed, when in reality only two have elapsed; at other times, they may think only two minutes have passed, while actually ten have gone by. That's why he asked Isabella, not relying solely on his own perception. The ever-young instructor checked his wrist and said, "Seven minutes now. You should be able to hold on for another three. Keep going—keep pushing!" In fact, he had already stood within the golden light for twenty minutes—Isabella deliberately claimed it was only seven minutes, in order to fully activate his peak potential, a crucial daily training routine for any killer. "I can definitely last ten minutes," Qin Feng said, his lips and chin trembling noticeably. The veteran instructor nodded. "Every minute from now on, I'll let you know!" "Good," Qin Feng replied. His clothes had long since been soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to his body, as if he had just been pulled out of a river. After a long while, Isabella called out, "Eight minutes!" A little later, she announced, "Nine minutes—only one minute left!" In reality, the time had already surpassed twenty-seven minutes, and if this pace continued, he could endure for half an hour, thus activating three times his usual potential. The immortal instructor smiled gently, certain she had not made a mistake—Qin Feng truly showed great potential, and would surely achieve great things in the future. Hh… Shh… More golden light radiated outward, enveloping even her standing position. Isabella suddenly felt short of breath, and her vitality began to rapidly fade. She cried out urgently, "Xiao Feng, send me out! This light will kill me!" Shh… The immortal instructor dissolved into a beam of light and vanished. Outside, Lin Beauty hurried back and forth, anxiously asking as soon as Isabella emerged, "How is Feng? What happened inside?" The immortal instructor gasped heavily, saying, "He's still inside, holding on. Those lights are absolutely terrifying. I was nearly killed myself. Fortunately, he promptly arranged for Xiao Ding to bring me out—the light intensity has eased considerably. I believe he will soon be unable to withstand it as well!" Lin Meiyuan was equally shaken, saying, "The magical artifact crafted jointly by several cultivators truly possesses powerful magic. When Feng Ge comes out, we'll go back together to soak in a hot spring—by then we'll be drenched in sweat and utterly miserable!" Isabella's body was special and she didn't sweat, yet she still agreed to the hot spring suggestion. Three minutes passed, and Qin Feng hadn't emerged. Another three minutes went by, and he still hadn't come out. The two women grew increasingly anxious, calculating according to the time ratio they'd just established—he should have been out by now. "Something must have gone wrong," Lin Meiyuan called out, "Xiao Ding! Send Feng Ge out immediately!" A few seconds later, her face turned pale again, saying, "Xiao Ding explained that Feng Ge himself doesn't want to come out, and they simply can't force him." "What?" the young instructor's eyes widened, "If the little troublemaker refuses to come out, that means his consciousness is fully aware and clear—yet why won't he come out?" "Lin Beibei shook her head: 'I don't know either. Moreover, Xiao Ding refused my request to go in and have a look—this is really strange!' She can't even make sense of it, let alone Isabella, who has no idea what's going on inside."