Exhausting.
That single, crushing word was the only thing currently echoing through the depths of Shen Haoran's mind.
Although he could theoretically sustain the physical existence of this grand, artificial world indefinitely through the nigh-infinite, boundless reservoir of raw qi provided by his Infinity Dragon God Physique, the metaphysical upkeep was a completely different matter.
Maintaining the intricate web of conceptual laws, rewriting reality, and forcibly binding the destiny of a Saint required an immense amount of mental focus and spiritual strength.
It was draining his consciousness at a terrifying, unprecedented velocity.
He actually regretted it a bit, that he wanted to teach this elder a lesson and wanting him to feel despair for daring stop him that he brought him here.
However, what's done is done. He will stick to his decision, no matter what.
He will make this old man regret his choice of interfering in his affairs.
