Another ten days quickly passed.
Lin Yun still remained motionless, but they could all feel an invisible pressure filling the air, just like the calm before the storm, the pressure made them struggle to breath.
The Planar Path was silent, they were all holding their breath while looking at the young Great Mage with alarm and expectations.
Days passed one after the other.
The mana fluctuations that young Great Mage was emitting became more and more shocking and even an Archmage like Suyass felt speechless. These mana fluctuations were too scary. They were almost tangible, like essence. Suyass felt as if a huge boulder was pressing onto him.
But what was more terrifying was that this huge boulder was becoming heavier and heavier with time.
