Within the canyon.
Xue Ying was seated cross-legged in front of the precipice. The black-robed old man was standing by his side, frozen like a slab of wood.
Time passed slowly, second after second, until Xue Ying’s eyebrows unknowingly furrowed.
"Damn."
The pain was gradually intensifying.
Xue Ying had taken a dose of the poison suppressant just before entering the canyon, so as to view the Creation of Heaven and Earth uninterrupted, but the poison had already reached a stage where he had to normally drink another dose every hour! Meanwhile, inside Crimson Rock Mountain, he had to drink once every half an hour just to make sure the poison wouldn’t affect his battles. Comprehension, however, was very different from fighting.
To comprehend the True Meaning required complete immersion. The pain intensifying would obviously affect Xue Ying.
