Ning Cheng's face was as pale as death, and he looked extremely frail. If it weren't for his advancement to the eighth level in array formations, he would have already had his essence blood completely drained by the vines surrounding him.
Even then, he was barely hanging on. Over twenty years, most of the materials he had for setting up arrays had been used up, and he wasn't even sure how much longer he could last.
Twenty years ago, he was at the fourth level of the Sea Splitting realm, and twenty years later, he was still at the fourth level of the Sea Splitting realm. Except for the strengthening of his Divine Sense from being trapped, there had been no progress in his cultivation.
