Outside the room where Wang Ming and Feng Chang had entered, a hushed silence fell over the crowd of participating disciples and those in charge of the massage rooms. All eyes were fixed on the closed door, their minds filled with a mixture of shock and nervousness.
"Hey, how long has it been since they went in?" a voice finally broke the silence, filled with uncertainty.
"I think it's been at least an hour, maybe even longer," another voice replied, the tone reflecting the lingering doubt.
"Um, is it possible that they're still in there?" someone asked tentatively, a hint of nervousness creeping into their voice.
"Impossible! How could anyone endure for so long against the Yang demoness? Most of her victims are drained within the first ten minutes, and the longest someone lasted was just 15 minutes before their cultivation was damaged," someone protested vehemently, unable to accept the notion.
