The Yin Wind persisted for an hour before gradually receding. Fortunately, no Nether River Water swept in, allowing Zhang Yan to pass through unscathed.
At this moment, Lu Ge had also fallen silent outside, presumably having left long ago.
It was only now that Zhang Yan had the leisure to focus his heart and spirit on his Qi Sea, carefully examining the Mystic Heavy Water that had suddenly revealed unusual changes earlier. Upon closer inspection, his expression subtly showed a trace of astonishment.
The three Mystic droplets had undergone a complete transformation. Not only were they radiating with brilliant Spirit Light, but they also faintly exhibited a jade-like, lustrous sheen.
