A golden cocoon completely enveloped Shen Haoran's body. With each of his breaths, a faint golden light pulsed rhythmically. His once-pale face slowly regained its color, and the many wounds covering his body, now bathed in the same golden glow, began to heal. Everything was moving in the right direction…
Time flew, and two days passed in the blink of an eye. By now, the heavily wounded Long Mo and his companions had arrived at the Secret Realm exit Sect Leader Chen Yu had told them about.
For two days, the five of them had traveled without a moment's rest, desperate to report what had happened in the Secret Realm to the Sect's higher-ups as quickly as possible. Along the way, they didn't even bother to evade the Primordial Beasts they encountered, slaying them on the spot and pressing onward, without even taking the time to collect their Source Pills.
