When Su Jingzhe entered the ninth world of observation, time gradually passed.

One stick of incense passed.

One hour passed.

One day passed.

Su Jingzhe still hadn't woken up.

But his aura was extremely stable, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up.

The elder and Xiao Ling frowned again.

"Elder, Brother Su won't, won't he be in trouble?"

Xiao Ling asked again, her heart full of worry.

The elder didn't answer immediately.

His aura also rose.

A powerful divine sense permeated Su Jingzhe's body.

But there was no discovery.

"It shouldn't be a problem.

Even if he …