Several days later, inside a certain cave, a bonfire was burning. The cave's former owner, a brown bear, was suspended on a roasting spit, its golden-roasted flesh glistening as fat dripped down bit by bit.
The thousand-hand centipede was perched on the spit, chomping down on the bear meat in huge bites. Its severed body had regrown, and it now needed to replenish its nutrients.
Han Ruyan sat quietly, her blood-colored wedding dress had regained its bright luster, and her body, which had been injured by the Evil Suppression Gold Seal, had mostly recovered.
Next to the bonfire, Su Jie sat cross-legged on the ground, palms facing up, with the Nine-grade Sacred Lotus in front of him. Flecks of sacred radiance were dissipating into the void, imbued with abundant spiritual energy and vitality, which Su Jie absorbed.
The previously desiccated meridians inside his body were continuously regaining their vitality and circulation, nourished by the spring-like Spiritual Power.
Huh!
