Fang Ping still managed to rub off a little bit of the imperishable substance.
Unfortunately, there was not much—only very little!
At this moment, Fang Ping's bones were covered with a layer of blood, which made his appearance even stranger.
As for Wang Jinyang, his injuries had healed a lot as well.
The large hole in his chest was more than half-mended already, but that was as far as it went. The imperishable substance quickly disappeared without a trace.
It appeared, then vanished into thin air as if it had never been there.
Fang Ping observed closely but failed to discover the source of this imperishable substance.
Off to one side, Wu Chuan was frowning. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Sealed within the Sanjiao Gate! Interesting!"
The Sanjiao Gate existed on the fringes between the virtual world and reality.
It could be said to exist, but in reality, it did not.
