Time passed little by little, and no one knows how long it has been.
When Ling Feng opened his eyes, he found that the ground beneath him had already been soaked with sweat.
"Another experience worse than death."
Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, a bit worried whether he would become a masochist if it continued like this.
"Yo, you only fainted for half a day this time before waking up! You're getting more and more pain-resistant!"
At some point, the Sky White Emperor Dharma had floated over, chuckling towards Ling Feng.
Ling Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead; now he had almost no strength left to even move his fingers.
With the addition of two more Mixed Element Locks, Ling Feng felt his aura was almost suppressed to about the sixth level of Origin Transformation Realm. His body was unusually heavy, as if he was carrying seven or eight mountains on his back.
