After a moment of contemplation, Feng Qing'an made a decision. Stepping through the air, he moved toward the blood pool below. A gust of wind then pierced through his middle finger — the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin. Although he didn't plan to let out his blood essence, he still meticulously chose the spot to draw blood.
A round bead of blood always descended from Feng Qing'an's fingertip. But even before this bead of blood fell, his wound had already healed — a testament to the vitality of his body. Although he was still a long way from regenerating limbs like those Mixed Element Realm Martial Artists, the exact difference was something even he did not know.
After all, his robust vitality came from the feedback received from Black Mountain and Sen Miao, as well as the life force bestowed to him by the solar tree.
