Han Yu kept low to the ground, his figure barely more than a whisper of movement in the thick spiritual mist that clung to the air like fog. Just breathing casually here felt invigorating to Han Yu.
'Damn, even if I just sleep here and don't cultivate, I feel like I would keep on growing.' Han Yu thought.
But as much as he'd like to dream that, with the chaos of the beast rampage still raging outside, he knew he had only a limited window before someone came to re-stabilize the barrier or check for intruders.
This was the best chance he'd get.
He ducked behind another pile of ore and peered around, quickly surveying the interior of the mine chamber. The area was roughly circular—barely two hundred meters across—and seemed hastily cleared. Crystalline protrusions jutted out from the stone walls and floor, glowing softly with hues ranging from pale blue to jade white.
