The stone-carved pool was dim and grey, exuding only an ancient charm accumulated over the years.
This was the Immortal Pond within the Sea of Lightning, and the imbued Liquid Thunder within it was unlike before, shrouded in five-colored mist, Immortal fog swirling, auspicious light surging, with a fragrant aroma wafting.
This is a treasure of astronomical value, Shi Hao drank mouthful after mouthful, feeling that he was quickly restored to his peak, both body and Primordial Spirit were nourished, and earlier hidden injuries completely vanished.
He looked at the countless fervent gazes surrounding him, remaining composed, closing his eyes, and meditated here, earnestly comprehending the rules of heaven and earth.
