As the third round of the Debate concluded, Fang Hao dragged his exhausted yet exceptionally excited body back to the "Listening to Waves Cottage."
Once inside, he immediately set up layers of Restriction, sat cross-legged, took out several Medicinal Pill meant to replenish blood energy and nourish the Divine Soul, and began to recover with all his might.
The Alchemy battle just now had been incredibly perilous to win.
Forcing the refinement of baleful energy with his own essence blood and willpower had turned the tide in one stroke, but it had also severely damaged his Origin Qi.
At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, the Chaos vortex within his Dantian had dimmed, and his Sea of Consciousness was throbbing with pain.
Yet, his eyes were frighteningly bright.
"Willow Follow Wind... this grudge is now completely set." Fang Hao sneered in his heart.
