Two days later, Lan Bing got what she wanted. Seeing that Tang Feng was still not awake, she had no intention of waiting any longer.
"Please give this to him and tell him I am sorry; I, Lan Bing will always owe him," Lan Bing left, and Han Yi didn't know what she had taken.
But Han Yi no longer cared. At this moment, Tang Feng's safety was what mattered most.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. At last, the spiritual energy was completely devoured, and Tang Feng did not suffer any mishap, which, to Han Yi, was simply unimaginable.
But Tang Feng was even more astonished. Inside his third-rank foundation, a crystal core had appeared, one that was red, green, and blue.
It emitted a terrifying aura, giving him the illusion that he could even kill an opponent at the Nascent Soul Stage if they stood before him.
Now, the situation was utterly chaotic; he didn't even know what he had cultivated.
Even the Medicine Master like him had never heard of it.
