It was far beyond what Li Zhi had experienced when he carried a stone and ran wildly all over the mountains. It was even more effective than tempering his body with the foul water from Blackwater Lake.
However, the Life Force spring in Li Zhi's Bitter Sea had not yet opened, so the Divine Power available to aid his bodily transformation and recovery was limited.
Therefore, Li Zhi simply lay there without moving. Even when his entire body began to itch with the sensation of wounds healing, he remained still. Instead, he emptied his mind and refused to feel that exquisite soreness.
He knew that the damage caused by the lightning could be completely healed through the body's instincts alone.
It would merely take some time.
And time was precisely what Li Zhi had in abundance.
After being cleansed by the lightning, the fresh blood produced in Li Zhi's bone marrow was already filled with a silvery radiance.
The blood streaked with silver light carried surging Life Force throughout every part of Li Zhi's body, providing the necessary support for his rebirth.
A layer of delicate, fair skin with a jade-like sheen soon grew over his body.
At the same time, a thick layer of stubble finally grew on Li Zhi's small bald head.
He was no longer a gleaming little baldhead.
Two hours later, Li Zhi, who was lying on the ground, lightly trembled. A layer of charred dead skin covering his body instantly peeled away.
He looked like a little bird that had just shed its feathers, and he felt chilly all over.
Ugh, my clothes are ruined again.
Li Zhi stood up and looked around. After confirming that no one was nearby, he immediately rushed toward a small river not far away.
Although shaking with Divine Power