The next day.
Early morning.
The first rays of the rising sun.
The sunlight spreads over the clear spring, reflecting a stream of colorful light.
"Hoo—"
Chen Sheng sat alone on the mountain peak, taking a deep breath.
The warm air met with low temperature, quickly condensing into a large white fog around the mountain top, giving it an ethereal look.
Slowly opening his eyes.
Chen Sheng looked at the muscles on his arm, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.
His body was getting stronger.
His reliance on sleep was getting lower and lower.
He still maintains the habit of sleeping now, mostly because of his twenty-year habit, which is hard to adapt to all at once.
Last night,
Chen Sheng woke up after only an hour of sleep.
With nothing to do, he simply went to the top of the mountain and used his spiritual power to repel the assimilation of the Thunder Spirit.
After teaching Chen Danggui a lesson last night, his soul had slightly upgraded.
Now,
