“Hmph, still not too bad, you’re unexpectedly still alive.”
Although Jasmine’s voice was indifferent as usual, in her heart, she was extremely relieved.
Yun Che’s face was entirely smeared with blood, his expression could not even be made out. On the top of his head, a dim golden colored pagoda slowly rotated continuously, absorbing the energy of the heavens and earth without rest… and Yun Che would not allow it to rest, if not, within a few short breaths, he would be torn into pieces by the spatial turbulence.
In the recent past, there were many people who, due to various reason, were unable to leave the Primordial Profound Ark. Within them, there were Overlords, and even a Monarch. Amongst the Overlords, even if they used their full strength, they were unable to resist for more than three hundred breaths. And the Monarch could only resist for tens of days before being torn to shreds. To resist the spatial turbulence for a short amount of time was not an issue for Overlords and Monarchs, but even the strongest Overlords and Monarch would not be able resist this kind of unceasing disaster level storm forever.
However, Yun Che, whose strength was far inferior to a Overlord’s could actually forcibly survive… even though it was just surviving with incomparable pain and misery.
Yun Che had practically gnashed his teeth into pieces. It was as if he was existing in a thorny purgatory, the spatial turbulence tore and twisted at every single part of his body, if it were someone else with weaker willpower, even if he could resist to the end, he would rather die to escape such torture.
Time continued to flow in the purgatory-like spatial storm, only that Yun Che had long since been unable to feel the flow of time… Under the violent suppression of his willpower by resisting the pain and torture, he was completely unaware that an entire month had already passed.