The Thunder Valley Steward simply couldn't believe it. Even a Martial Artist at the Peak of the Meridian Condensation Stage couldn't possibly last this long!
It was true that Lin Ming was formidable, but there had to be a limit.
'To be comparable to a Peak Meridian Condensation Stage expert—or even a Postnatal Martial Artist—right after entering the Muscle Strengthening Stage is just too absurd!'
He had been waiting for Lin Ming to give up and emerge from the Primordial Magnetic Chamber. But now, the moon was out, and there was still no movement from within.
If he hadn't called out every so often, he would have genuinely suspected that Lin Ming had already been electrocuted to death inside.
After a while, the sand in the hourglass ran out. The Thunder Valley Steward had no choice but to flip it over again. "What the hell? Could the Power of thunder and lightning in the Primordial Magnetic Chamber have leaked out?"
