Time passed bit by bit. By now, half an hour had gone by since Chen Changan began fighting this group.
Chen Changan's incredible stamina left Lü Fengxiao and the others practically bug-eyed.
They could tell Chen Changan had plenty of endurance, but they hadn't expected him to keep up such a high-intensity assault for half an hour without a break and show no sign of fatigue.
They even had the feeling that he could keep fighting for several days without running out of strength.
"By rights, with strength like ours, a fight can last ten days or half a month, maybe even several months."
"But that's when the opponents are on the same level, evenly matched, and fighting one-on-one."
"Chen Changan is facing dozens of people at once, and there's a huge gap in cultivation. Even if their strength were equal, their cultivation levels differ, so the energy contained within them would differ too."
"Nothing about Chen Changan can be judged by the usual standards."
"I've never seen anyone like him. No—I've never even heard of anyone this terrifying."
"But Chen Changan..."
At that, Lü Fengxiao lifted his head and looked up at the moon.
He had noticed that, even while fighting, Chen Changan would occasionally glance up at the sky.
What was up there?
The moon?
Was he watching the moon?
"Brother Lü, what are you looking at?" someone asked, puzzled.
"The moon."
"It's been more than half an hour since the moons overlapped."
"Do you remember how long it took from when we came in—when there was one bright moon and one dim moon—to when they drew together and merged?"
Hearing Lü Fengxiao's question, everyone began to think back, though most of them hadn't paid much attention to it at the time.
"Maybe... about half an hour?"
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