Noon.
Black qi revolved around the Netherworld Cave. The black qi that had entered Jiang Lan's body began to circulate in all directions, no longer pouring in with Jiang Lan as the center.
Jiang Lan exhaled heavily and opened his eyes.
His injuries had mostly recovered.
Some of the scars needed time to heal.
Naturally, there would be some side effects if he recovered so quickly.
As long as he did not encounter any more powerful figures like the powerhouse in the Ba Country's Ghost Gate, there would be no problem.
As for the Imperial Lord Xi He of Kunlun…
To be honest, he was not really interested in him.
Safety was above everything else. He could not leave the Ninth Summit for the next few days.
He would cultivate at ease. After this gust of wind passes, he would then go look through the books and check on the relevant information.
