A day passed.
That day, Luo Yan finished cultivating.
He had spent the entire night cultivating the Samadhi Sun Manifestation Method, finally restoring the divinity damaged in his previous battle with Virtues to complete wholeness.
"Fire Yang True Lord."
Luo Yan murmured, and crimson-gold illusory flames immediately rose behind him. The entire tent grew unbearably hot.
However, whether it was the heat or any other aura, everything was confined within the "Luo tent" and could not escape.
Within the crimson-gold flames, Fire Yang True Lord strode out. His red primordial spirit robe billowed, and the Flame Wheel hung high behind him. His bearing was as impressive as ever.
"My primordial spirit has recovered."
"With this, even without Zhurong, I can still fight a top-tier mecha."
Of course, whether he could win was another matter.
But holding off a battle against Yao Yuan for a moment should not be a problem.
Luo Yan calculated that as long as his opponent did not activate the Divine Domain or some other special ability, he could still fight for a while.
After putting away Fire Yang True Lord, Luo Yan left his tent.
Saint John Port Base had still not been rebuilt. Zhao Chu had no intention of spending the existing resources on rebuilding the base.
After all, speed was of the essence. Once the situation was opened up, the army would naturally advance in force and drive straight for the enemy's heartland.
Saint John Port would have limited use by then. If it was used only as a transit base, there was no need to invest too many resources.
At that moment.
One heavy truck after another entered the base. These trucks had come from Saint Mary Base, and Tianying Squad was methodically transporting supplies from the "granary."
Just then, a commotion erupted