In the outskirts of the Valley of Buried Soldiers, deep within a natural stone crevice hidden by heavy Evil Qi and the remains of rusted weapons, Fang Hao sat cross-legged, his aura as steady and profound as an eternal rock.
It had been three days since he left Broken Blade Cliff. During these three days, he did not rush to leave the Valley of Buried Soldiers. Instead, he found this secret stone crevice in the relatively safe peripheral area, set up several layers of stealth Restrictions, and began to put all his effort into meditating and recovering, digesting the massive gains from his recent life-and-death struggle.
