Second trickled into minutes, minutes into hours and hours into days.
In the joy of watching his mana core heal, Max forgot the time completely and it was only after all the cracks healed did he take stock of time, realizing over a week had passed.
He was hungry and sleepy after cultivating tirelessly for a week. Although he wanted to ride the momentum and fill his mana core with the Fire Elemental Mana in one go, he decided against it, and climbed out of the magma.
Apart from the broken tower, the magna had already destroyed all his possessions—his clothes and spatial ring.
With his spatial ring that had some food in it destroyed, he had no choice but to use his mana to alleviate his hunger.
Then he found a good place on the volcano wall, dug out a cave and fell asleep.
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A day later, he woke up, feeling refreshed and ready for another intense cultivation session.
As he sat up, he noticed his burnt flesh and skin had already healed.
