He saw that his right leg was red and swollen just like a steamed bun. Not to mention walking, even touching it lightly caused him a lot of pain.
He had truly been no different from a greedy snake swallowing an elephant!
Li Ming sighed. One step at a time, he made his way out of the stone room in a strange manner.
He had spent a huge sum of money to exchange for this yin fire bead.
As for the damage to his divine soul, that was easy to deal with. The Soul-Refining Art was a technique specialized in treating soul damage.
Of greater concern were his meridians, which had also suffered some damage. However, he could heal them back up by going to the pill room and asking for some spirit pills. Fortunately, although such injuries were not minor injuries to cultivators, they were common. Therefore, the sect did not lack recovery pills for such injuries.
When he entered his courtyard, he was stunned.
