Once Davis digested all the information he could from the ninth floor's challenge, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air before he turned to look back at Myria, his eyes twitching as he saw her encased in a pure white light that healed her but also hid her jade white skin as her flesh rejuvenated.
Even then, it seemed that it would take some more time for her to heal completely but considering what she faced, an imitation that was one, no, two levels higher than her since her normal prowess was at six levels higher, the same as his Essence Gathering Cultivation, he could understand the mess.
Still, if Myria got kicked here ruthlessly, wouldn't that mean he would more or less experience the same fate as he possessed similar prowess as her at the moment?
