HUFF, HUFF...
As for Qin Fang, he was gasping for air, his body drenched in blood. Gaping wounds covered him... he even had burns!
...The Golden Light's temperature was terrifyingly high!
And beneath the wounds, his black bones were visible.
Thankfully, the bones... were unharmed.
'...It was only now that he realized his bones seemed to be on a completely different level from his flesh and blood.'
These black bones were the result of his first seclusion at Old Ox Back. He had absorbed a breath of Ultimate Yin Primordial Power, swallowed a large amount of a mysterious liquid, and then been frozen in ice for half a year.
It was clear now that their durability was astonishing.
His muscles had been sliced open, but his skeleton was unharmed.
A tidal wave of excruciating pain washed over him, but Qin Fang didn't dare to hastily heal himself. These were only flesh wounds, and he had to conserve his limited True Essence for the dangers that lay ahead.
