An hour had passed, he hadn't moved.
Two hours had passed, he still hadn't moved.
Just like that, trapped here for a day, Xu Xiaoshou felt a bit parched. From beginning to end, he hadn't moved.
"Damn!"
Xu Xiaoshou's state of mind was slightly unbalanced.
Quickly, he calmed down again; after all, it was just imprisonment.
Back then, beyond the first door, the Time Ancestor Kong Yuhen's head had slightly moved, proving that as long as he persevered, he could manage to turn around.
It's just...
"It needs time!"
Xu Xiaoshou had no idea how long that time would be.
He was anxious about the Bazhun'an of the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion and perhaps having to wait longer in vain, and also worried about the situation on the Shengshen Continent. Would the Third Ancestor have already succeeded by the time he got out?
"Haste makes waste."
Xu Xiaoshou reassured himself, set aside everything external, and devoted himself entirely to the "turn-around."
A day passed...
