"A hundred years..." Yuan stood there in a daze, trying to comprehend the magnitude of the situation.
However, the Lord had more disheartening news to convey and continued, "The hundred-year threshold is but the present constraint. If the formation's demand for spiritual energy were to escalate further, that limit could decrease significantly—fifty years, even ten years, becomes a distinct possibility."
"Good heavens…" Yuan could no longer muster any strength to stand and took a seat on the ground.
"Is there no way to fix this?" he inquired after a brief pause.
