The mist was condensing around the mana pond, continuously dripping droplets on the floor that converged together in the mana pond.
Lin Yun walked over, and just by taking a breath, his Magic Array slightly revolved and the large amount of mana transformed into a whirlwind charging at Lin Yun. The considerable amount of mana that he had consumed before was recovered with this simple breath.
Even the mana outside of his body appeared to be trying to draw itself to him.
As for the others, their mana slowly recovered without meditating.
Zeuss opened his eyes and looked at the mana pond in front of him, his hands shivering. He had already lost all his mana, but standing there, he could feel still feel the thick mana in the air.
He had never seen such dense mana in all his life, and there was a never-ending drizzle above the mana pond.
