Three people, three figures, stood erect in the grand hall, enduring the terrifying and boundless oppressive force that sharpened them.
Among these three, the one who appeared to struggle the most was not Dugu Nian, nor Long Zhiming, but Fang Lin.
This was also a fact that Fang Lin himself found very helpless.
Long Zhiming was mighty in strength, and his physical body was also remarkably powerful. Although he was no longer as relaxed as before, he could still grit his teeth and persist.
As for Dugu Nian, unless the pressure of this place increased to an unimaginable level, she could stand here indefinitely.
Fang Lin had managed to hold on until now solely through his own capabilities. His physical body was strong, but it wasn't necessarily much stronger than Long Zhiming's.
The key was that Fang Lin's realm was too low, lacking enough Inner Strength to help his physical body dissolve the oppressive force, and was essentially relying on his physical body to endure it.
