But at this moment, Xu Ping had no time to care about others and could only focus on surviving.
His injuries were too severe; he must find a safe place to heal as soon as possible.
...
Three months passed quietly.
In a secluded cave deep within an unknown mountain forest, spiritual light flickered.
Inside the cave, a meticulously arranged small Spirit Gathering Array was operating, array patterns shimmering with gentle light.
At the center of the Array, Xu Ping sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, a calm expression on his face, running a Cultivation Technique to repair his injuries.
Suddenly, the small Spirit Gathering Array burst with unprecedented radiance, madly devouring the thin Spiritual Qi within a radius of dozens of miles, forming a miniature Spiritual Qi vortex, all pouring into the figure within the array.
It's unknown how much time passed.
Xu Ping's tightly closed eyes abruptly opened.
Sizzle—
