Now that they've hidden inside the mansion, even if a Divine Sect expert descends, Jiang Feng can stand beneath the stone statue and use the Dragon Bone Bow to repel them.
No need to be anxious.
"Alright. No matter how painful it gets this time, don't stop."
Han Dong said with relief.
The two of them sat down together under the stone statue.
Jiang Feng's spiritual power once again entered Han Dong's body.
He piled food and various daily necessities from the Qinglong Cauldron beside the statue, then used the cauldron to cover above their heads, while focusing all his strength on expelling the Cyan Snake Cold Qi from Han Dong's body.
"Hmm?"
After just a while, Han Dong's face was contorted with pain, her clothes soaked in cold sweat, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her lips were so pale they had no trace of blood.
But she gritted her teeth, stubbornly enduring that feeling like her flesh was being peeled away.
