Central Continent, Hu Immortal blessed land, Dang Hun palace.
Fang Yuan opened his eyes slowly, his red eyes shining with a ruthless light.
Inspecting his own body, Fang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, he could not help but praise: "I've used it so many times already, these guts Gu are truly the best in strengthening the soul. In Hei Lou Lan's dream, I suffered such heavy soul injuries, yet I have already recovered in such a short time."
He breathed in deeply, his mind was refreshed, his head was no longer as dizzy as the time when he was heavily injured.
"Land spirit, where are you?" Fang Yuan called out.
"Master, master, have you recovered from your injuries already?" At the next moment, the lively Little Hu Immortal asked as she appeared before Fang Yuan, her crystal-like eyes were overflowing with intense concern.
