Yin Luan attacked madly.
But he soon stopped.
Because he was far too weak now, utterly incapable of shaking this small world.
If he continued to attack and overdraw himself, his Creation Sun might truly collapse, and his cultivation would regress.
"Recover properly. Focus on condensing Eternal Divine Pills. As my cultivation rises, living within my small world will allow your cultivation to slowly grow as well, and your speed of condensing Eternal Divine Pills will become faster and faster. Once you reach one hundred million pills, I will set you free!"
Su Mo's voice rang out again, then vanished completely, leaving only silence.
Yin Luan said nothing more. He raised his head to look at the sky, his eyes filled with deep helplessness. There was nothing he could do.
It seemed that if he wanted to live, if he wanted freedom, he could only obey Su Mo's orders.
But upon careful thought, Su Mo's words did make sense.
With every increase in Su Mo's cultivation, Su Mo's small world would grow stronger in every aspect.
The source energy would become increasingly abundant, and all kinds of heavenly treasures would grow more numerous.
By cultivating within Su Mo's small world, his cultivation would continue to rise as well. If he eventually broke through to the Second Yang Creation Realm, or even the Third Yang Creation Realm, his speed of condensing Eternal Divine Pills would increase dozens or even hundreds of times over.
There was no doubt about that.
For instance, when he had first been suppressed by Su Mo, the small world he inhabited had been extremely weak. But some time ago, Su Mo had clearly broken through in cultivation, and this small world had suddenly become many times stronger.
Thus, Yin Luan could only helplessly hope that as Su