It was only over twenty-three hours of this torment, it wasn't too long at all. He'd been trapped in the space for longer than the 8 years that had already passed. It was only a day to the outside world, but almost exactly 96 months had passed.
It was a long time, but not too long in the grand scheme of things. It wasn't a fate that was unbearable, but it would be more bearable with a short rest.
Dong Yang's body was still attuned to the workings of the outside world, he enjoyed sleeping occasionally. It was a luxury. Even the food Xu Feng had brought him, he would eat. Living with mortals and balancing one's mortality was not something he had ever grown tired of.
It was this play of mortality that kept him going.
A little rest was beneficial for all.
