Min Yuan felt a weight lifted off his shoulders as he landed beside Ding Huan.
Even someone as slippery as Min Yuan was left gaping at Ding Huan, this...
To easily tear apart a Dao Line set by a Great Dao eighth-step powerhouse, it was simply defying the heavens.
A Great Dao eighth step, an existence he didn't even dare imagine.
Yet, he was locked by such an existence with a Dao Line, and Ding Huan just casually ripped it apart.
"Lao Min, what happened? Looking so miserable, how many days have you been pinned here?" Ding Huan clapped Min Yuan on the shoulder and casually destroyed the restriction inside his body.
With the restriction within him destroyed by Ding Huan, Min Yuan felt completely at ease.
In all these years, he was merely pinned to a punishment wall; he hadn't suffered too much torture.
Because he had a bunch of good stuff on him, enough to let him eke out a few hundred thousand more years.
