Gazing out at the boundless desert, one's mind inevitably drifts. As time wore on, despite all his caution, Zhou Chuan lost track of it. Whether he had been inside for ten days or thirty days became a blur.
Though he was only at the 3rd Layer of Qi Condensation, once a body sheds its mortal shell, there is no turning back. Zhou Chuan had already achievedinedia; he could go without food or water, and since he could no longer be transformed into a demonic state to stimulate his bloodline, hunger was no longer an affliction.
After who knows how long, amidst his growing anxiety, Zhou Chuan welcomed his first sandstorm.
Chapter 259