Ding Fan slept for an entire day and night. He happily opened his eyes, stretched lazily with great comfort, and soon, his stomach began to make grumbling noises.
These days, he hadn't eaten anything, only drank a little water, yet he didn't feel any weakness. On the contrary, his whole body felt filled with vitality, and he seemed much younger, as if there was an inexhaustible power in his muscles.
"Flying Divine Sword!"
Ding Fan remembered his Flying Divine Sword, and he immediately sat cross-legged to check his Dantian Sea of Consciousness within himself. He was sure that there was a small Flying Divine Sword inside his Sea of Consciousness, slowly and quietly spinning, and he laughed.
Divine Realm Fourth Level!
