Zhang Fei Xuan looked up at the massive, frozen roots and branches and couldn't help saying, "Your Binding Technique is more polished than ours..."
"How long can this thing hold?" Wang Qizheng asked.
Gongming Yue's face was covered with layers of fine sweat, exhaling more than inhaling. Just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly bowed downward, and the sky-like roots and branches above violently pressed down.
This startled everyone.
Was he about to lose control?!
But at that very moment, the descending roots and branches suddenly came to a steady halt and did not drop any further.
After feeling it out for a while and confirming it was truly fixed, Gongming Yue wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It can hold for a few years without a problem."
Behind him, Lingdang giggled...
