No one knew how much time had passed.
Shen Hanyu slowly woke up. Earlier, in order to clearly gauge the peak level of his current Mental Power, he had entered a state of semi-deep meditation.
That he could remain so calm in such an environment nearly made Tian Meng's eyes pop out of his head as he trembled within the Sea of Consciousness.
Comparing how the two of them handled this situation, Tian Meng doubted for the first time whether he might be a little too timid.
The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings discussed matters for less than half an hour before seemingly reaching a conclusion. Yet they did not disturb Shen Hanyu, merely gazing at him pensively, their thoughts unknown.
Just as Shen Hanyu had said, the two of them were already at the end of their strength. Though protected and sustained by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, their dragon souls were supported only by their remaining divine consciousness. If they continued sleeping in this endless darkness, they would have, at most, only ten thousand years left.
Ten thousand years was not considered long for Soul Beasts. Many long-lived Soul Beasts would sleep for several thousand years at a time. Yet for humans, it was enough time for the world to turn upside down. No one knew what humanity, these creatures favored by heaven and earth, might become over ten thousand years. The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings did not dare gamble on it, nor did they wish to.
They did not fear death, but they did not wish to see the dragon race, or even the Soul Beast race, gradually perish. This was the conviction they had once held as kings. Even if they died completely, they had to secure a sliver of hope and a