He didn't know how long he had slept, but his sweet dream had been the same such that he jolted awake at the crucial moment.
This time, Wang Ye didn't feel anything. He just woke up in a wave of heat.
"Chirp, chirp!" Xiao Jiu, who had become smaller, was using its wings to rub against Wang Ye's cheek.
Even though the current Xiao Jiu was not burning with flames, its body was quite warm.
The white python, on the other hand, felt cool to the touch.
After waking up, Wang Ye felt that his spiritual power was somewhat recovered. The nether wood in the distance remained unmoving, not making even a sound.
The original Inferno Blood Pool also gradually recovered.
A faint aura of life continuously surged from underground.
