Wooo!

The sound of howling wind spread across the land.

In a valley dotted with oddly shaped rocks.

A large azure tornado coiled around a boulder like a giant python. Deep gorges had been engraved into the ground by the astral winds.

Zhou Yuan’s figure was silently sitting on the boulder. Every gust of astral wind drew blood when it swept past his body, causing him to tremble for a moment.

The astral spirit wind continued to rage for two entire incense sticks of time before dissipating.

After the astral wind faded, a dark green glow emerged from Zhou Yuan’s skin. Life energy surged as his wounds began to close.

He opened his eyes and extended his hand. The number of swimming green dots on the back of his hand had reached a hundred. However,...