"Beiting Huang, don't worry about me, I have gotten much better!"
At this moment, Yan Ye, just as he said, indeed had gotten much better. The Four Directions Divine Prison no longer possessed the ability to absorb his True God Essence. On the contrary, he had begun to slowly refine the Four Directions Divine Prison. And all of this was because Beiting Huang had absorbed the power of the Ancestral Stone. The energy atop the Ancestral Stone was vast and infinite, containing powerful primal air from heaven and earth, which also greatly accelerated Yan Ye's recovery, almost at a miraculous pace.
It was for this reason that he was able to spare a shred of his spirit to pay attention to Beiting Huang. You see, the little furry ball in Beiting Huang's arms was the transformation of his Spirit Soul, whatever the little furry ball could see, he could see. It was just a matter of whether Yan Ye had the energy to oversee, and now, it was clear, Yan Ye had that ability.
"How do you feel?"
