Three days!
Qi Boxiu had never felt that three days could be so unbearably long.
In the past, he would casually go into retreat for a century or several hundred years; three days were but a fleeting moment.
But now, for the first time, he felt that three days were longer than three hundred years.
It wasn't just Qi Boxiu; Wanyan Rui and others also shared the same thought, forced to watch as Ji Yang sat cross-legged, meditating.
At the Divinity Transformation Realm, did one still need to sit cross-legged to recover Yuan Force?
The body melds with the heavens, Yuan Force naturally recovers.
Yet, they had previously promised to give Ji Yang enough time to recover, so naturally, they couldn't make a sound to disturb him now.
And Ji Yang seemed to trust them exceedingly; he didn't guard against them and just sat openly in his spot.
If Qi Boxiu thought the three days were hard to endure, then there was another who found the three days to be pure torment – Yan Heng.
