Jiang Chen’s physical body was under constant assault by the Light of Ultimate Path. He sought to harness the power of this light to stimulate the vitality within his body and unlock his own latent potential.
He endured a million years of torture. Throughout this million-year span, he had gritted his teeth and held on.
The three powerhouses in the seventeenth space had long since given up. They gathered to play chess, occasionally glancing at Jiang Chen to see if he had died yet. At first, the little bird had held onto a glimmer of hope, but as time passed, even that hope faded. It lay on the roof of a pavilion, silently staring off into the distance in a daze. This daze lasted for nearly a million years.
Chapter 1972