Time continued to pass.
The Bolts were no longer distracted by Shang since Lucin had created an Isolation Barrier around him, but Lucin himself had noticed that he was sighing far more often than usual.
He just felt bad for Shang.
It was one thing to go through so much pain to become stronger, but it was something else to continuously go through so much pain for decades upon decades.
This wasn't an individual instance of painful training anymore. Being under so much pain for so long had essentially transformed Shang's entire life.
Yes, Shang was already quite old, but spending decades in pain was still something significant.
Every decade of pain was equivalent to about one year of pain for a mortal.
How horrible would it be to be under such pain for one year?
Just one day was already terrifying.
