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.
Within the entire month, the congealing of his consciousness, the rotation of the pagoda and the releasing of profound energy did not stop for even half a breath. If he was told that he had survived under such circumstances for an entire month and still was not dead, even he would not believe that.
In the past month, his blood had continuously splattered, then regenerated; his skin and flesh continuously disintegrated, then regenerated; his profound strength was continuously consumed and recovered… The frequency in which his body was tempered with in the past month completely surpassed the combined number of times from his two lives.