Half an hour is neither long nor short.
Fang Hao sat cross-legged there, eyes focused on his nose, nose focused on his heart, fully operating the Chaos Derivation Art, absorbing the rich Spiritual Qi around him, and refining the Medicinal Pill.
His injuries were not too severe, mainly consisting of Spiritual Qi overdraft and Divine Soul exhaustion.
Chaos Qi seemed to have miraculous effects in healing and recovery, and coupled with the fact that the medicinal power of the "yin yang harmony pill" he had taken earlier had not completely dissipated, it was now being stimulated, and his recovery speed was even faster than he had expected.
The surrounding commotion seemed to have faded away, and all his attention was focused on the slowly reviving power within his body.
Although the seven-colored Golden Core in his Dantian was still a bit dim, its rotation speed had returned to normal, and wisps of pure Spiritual Qi were regenerating, flowing through his parched Meridians.
