Ten years. The White-Robed Fiend Celestial had only held out for ten years.
To cultivators, ten years were nothing. Perhaps ten years would have passed between closing their eyes and opening them again. However, to the White-Robed Fiend Celestial, it was an indescribable, purgatorial torture that lasted day and night.
"Tell me, tell me your secret!"
"The Principle Stone. It's because I obtained the Principle Stone! That's why I can comprehend so many Principles and Laws."
Ten years of hellish torture had completely crushed the White-Robed Fiend Celestial's will. It turned out that after billions of years of painstaking cultivation, his will could not even withstand only ten years of torture.
At this point, the White-Robed Fiend Celestial no longer had any hope.
"Oh? The Principle Stone?"
