Seeing Su Bingshuan with two disciples from Wanyue Pavilion leaving in the distance, Ye Chenfeng, supported by Shui Menghan, felt his body's power gradually recovering. The energy that had surged into him from the severed fingers of the middle-aged man and the others was rampaging through his meridians, and he needed to quickly fuse this energy.
"Menghan, let's move too! Let's find a place to rest." Ye Chenfeng said, leading Shui Menghan back to the valley filled with Spirit Stones. When leaving earlier, he had set up a formation at the mouth of the valley, and now the valley entrance was filled with mist.
Ye Chenfeng skillfully formed a hand seal, aiming it at the mist and commanded, "Open!"
Within the dense mist appeared a straight path, Ye Chenfeng led Shui Menghan smoothly into the valley.
