*Boom!!*
From the outside, the pitch-black 17-level Punishment Tower that was enveloped in flames shook several times within the dimension.
The walls of the tower from the 14th level and below started cracking like spider webs from a powerful gust of air.
Soon, along with that dazzling red light coming from the circle of flames, the 17-level Punishment Tower slowly started repairing itself inside the blazing fire.
As time passed by, those cracks on the tower were also gradually mended.
Meanwhile, the Little Despot who was meditating in the center of the tower's 14th level had tightly pressed his lips together while sweat beaded on his forehead.
He had been battling Mo Lian for a full three days and two nights.
What freaked him out was that that human still had not exhausted his strength even after battling for so long.
