Chapter 1912: Calling for Someone_1

At that moment, the third princess seemed to remember something.

She looked at the Semi-Saint and asked, "How is that brat doing?"

The Semi-Saint shook his head and said, "That kid is pretty resilient."

"Hmph." The third princess snorted, "I'd like to see how long he can hold on."

After that, the third princess shook the lock-chain in front of her, and Ethan Smith, who was far away on West Desert Island, shuddered slightly as intense pain spread throughout his body.

He clenched his teeth and dared not be distracted for fear of the third princess planting her intention into his primordial spirit.

Another day passed, and Ethan Smith was still stubbornly resisting. The Semi-Saint once again removed one of his fingers.

For the next three days, Ethan Smith still had not let the lock-chain erode his primordial spirit. No matter how much the third princess and her underlings tortured him, they still could not shake his resolve.