"Finally, I'm out."
Lin Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, enjoying the taste of freedom.
Even though he wasn't around before, Xiahou Yuan had been suppressed for five years, and Lin Yuan had been stuck in the underground's eighteenth layer for twenty years.
Those twenty years, the first ten were the worst, constantly being held down by six black chains.
The last ten years, though he got rid of the chains, he still had to bear the oppressive force in the deepest part of the Great Abyss.
Twenty long years, with no freedom and no entertainment, only endless darkness and cold.
If it were those young Evolvers in the Main World, a hundred or two hundred years old, their minds would have collapsed already.
This had nothing to do with strength; it was all about testing the will and spirit.
Luckily, Lin Yuan had been through three traversals, and his state of mind and willpower had been honed enough to withstand it, to come out in the safest and most steady way possible.
Twenty years ago, Lin Yuan had thought of several ways to escape suppression.
Apart from using his own Qi and blood to gradually wear down the chains, there were other "shortcuts."