"Damn it!"
Failing to gather spiritual energy again, Ji Ying couldn't help but burst out cursing.
As the esteemed Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Sect, being imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison made the environment unbearable for him.
He couldn't sleep well, couldn't enjoy his food, and even a being as insignificant as an ant dared to yell at him.
All these reasons.
Left Ji Ying in a poor mental state.
Thus.
For the past few days, he continuously gathered nature's spiritual energy, attempting to break through some seals, allowing himself to connect to the Power of Faith and thereby completely restore his strength.
However, to Ji Ying's disappointment, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't truly gather much spiritual energy.
Whenever he managed to gather a small amount, he couldn't progress any further.
Currently.
With the weak presence of spiritual energy nurturing him, he could only be slightly stronger than an average person, yet not significantly so.
