"Once I absorb this bit, it will be enough."
Lin Ye let out a long breath, gazing at the tiny black dot in front of him, now smaller than a grain of rice.
This was the last remaining trace of the thirty-three portions of Abyssal Origin Power.
After days and nights of relentless absorption by Lin Ye, the Origin Power that was originally enough to shatter space had now shrunk to this minuscule size.
Lin Ye had already given up on keeping track of time, as towards the end, it took him several seconds just to mentally count a single second.
In such a situation, keeping track of time with mental counting became meaningless.
Moreover, Lin Ye had to concentrate on absorbing the Origin Power, leaving no extra mental space for remembering all sorts of numbers.
There was one thing, however, that made Lin Ye slightly more at ease.
With his continual absorption of the Origin Power, the physical pain it caused had significantly lessened.
Now, he didn't feel any pain at all.
