Three days later, thanks to the monstrous recovery ability of his Chaos Divine Body and Elder Yan's elixirs, Shen Haoran's injuries had almost completely healed.
"Hoooo..." Shen Haoran let out a long, turbid breath, his entire body instantly feeling much more relaxed.
'He's finally healed!' Sensing Shen Haoran's aura, Elder Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. 'Thankfully, nothing unexpected happened these past three days.'
"Yeah. And my strength has improved again. Although there are no signs of a breakthrough yet, I've already touched the threshold of a Tier Three Spirit User. Fighting really is the fastest and most effective way to increase one's strength!" Shen Haoran said, clenching his fists.
"Where's Changmao? Why isn't he here?" With his injuries fully healed, Shen Haoran was in a cheerful mood. But then he realized it was just him and Elder Yan in the cave—Changmao was nowhere to be found.
