In the room, gentle streams of golden light flowed out from Xiao Zheng's body, illuminating the entire space in golden hues, appearing remarkably beautiful.
Enveloped in this golden light, Xiao Zheng's breathing was slow and deep, each inhale and exhale was long, with Gang Qi flowing like miniature dragons between his mouth and nose.
As time passed slowly, the cracks within Xiao Zheng's body began to heal gradually, bursting with renewed vitality.
After roughly an entire night, Xiao Zheng's aura had grown exceptionally strong, and when the morning sunlight fell through the window onto his body, Xiao Zheng opened his eyes, and they gleamed with brilliant light.
Boom!
A sudden rumble came from within.
Following a surge of powerful force, black and red mixed blood clots suddenly burst from Xiao Zheng's pores.
This blood emitted waves of foul stench, filling the entire room instantly and even spreading outward.
