A torrent of Spiritual Power surged into Chu Ming's Sea of Spiritual Power, rapidly restoring his wilted spirit. After half a day, his Spiritual Power had recovered by seventy percent.
Hoo!
Chu Ming gently exhaled a breath of white mist, glanced at the ruins beside him, then turned around and flew away. This place was not safe; others could arrive here at any moment.
Swish!
A day later, Chu Ming arrived near a towering Black Mountain Range close to the center of the Ancient Battlefield. The Black Mountain Range, like a coiled dragon, exuded a terrifying aura.
At the foot of the mountain, Chu Ming found a huge cave. He spread his Spiritual Sense, transforming it into endless waves surging into the cave.
Swish!
The Seven Array King, Bei Mo's attack had made Chu Ming deeply aware of his own inadequacies. He came to the Black Mountain Range to find a secluded place to cultivate.
