"Two months already, is this little brat ever going to be done? Seriously, is he not planning to wake up?"
Zhou Xiong was practically on the verge of collapse.
Two months was just a drop in the ocean compared to how long he'd been stuck here!
But once hope appeared, he couldn't sit still anymore.
Every extra day was pure torment.
At this moment, the restrictive aura swirling around Xu Yang had already increased severalfold compared to when it started.
And in Zhou Xiong's senses, it was vaguely merging with the binding force of this Celestial Prison, as if about to fuse!
The only thing was, Xu Yang's cultivation was too weak.
If it were a powerful True Lord in his place, reaching this stage would have at least shed a third of the Celestial Prison's binding force in the secret realm, thus regaining some power.
Suddenly.
An intense disturbance surged up without warning.
