Survived

"Alright," he agreed, stepping forward. "Here's the plan. I'll funnel my Qi into you, amplifying the Soul Shackling Stakes. But be warned, Shen Bao—it'll feel like you're dying. The pressure from my Qi alone will feel like it's crushing your very bones. You'll need to channel it into the stakes without losing control. Once the stakes start siphoning years from the chains, you'll corrode them faster than you've ever imagined."

I swallowed hard. "How much faster?"

"With my Qi? Instead of a thousand years per second, it'll be hundreds of thousands. But it's going to hurt."

I stared at the glowing chains binding the Lording Sun, shimmering with malignant intent. They seemed alive, pulsing faintly with every breath the Lording Sun took, a constant reminder of his imprisonment. I had no choice. I had to do this.