In the dungeon beneath the Main Peak, Tian Yu was assuming a bizarre posture, his body contorting in different directions, motionless as though he had lost all sensation of the outside world.
Wei Yuan stood in the cell, having watched for the duration of one cup of tea, but Tian Yu remained unchanged.
Wei Yuan was at a loss for words. He called in a prison guard and asked, "How long has he been like this?"
"Already three days, and he hasn't moved at all."
Wei Yuan was even more speechless. Upon closer observation, he noticed the mana in Tian Yu's body was fluctuating rhythmically like the tide. It seemed inconsequential, but in reality, it was like an undercurrent in the ocean, harboring an immensely terrifying power. Judging just from the aura, this fellow had actually advanced again, just one step away from becoming a Great Witch, ready to ascend in rank at any opportune moment.
