Upon returning to the tent, Zhou Ling sat cross-legged and meditated, taking another pill to recover.
In a place like Sunday Immortal City, he had to restore his combat strength as quickly as possible to ensure his safety.
As for whether Feng Lan and the others would stay on his team, he did not care in the slightest.
With the points he held now, he could lie flat in Sunday Immortal City for a year and others would still find it hard to catch up.
After all, Feng Lan in second place and Qi Jian Zhi in third had only seized the opportunity to kill several Fourth-Tier Star Sea Foreign Races because the Star Sea Foreign Races had been routed and heavily injured this time.
Yan Yu Tian in fourth place had only a little over a thousand points.
And now that more than a month had passed, even if they killed one Fourth-Tier Star Sea Foreign Race every month from here on out,
by the end of the trial, they would only have a little over ten thousand points.
Of course, over ten thousand points was already terrifying.
That meant killing a Fourth-Tier Star Sea Foreign Race every single month.
The strength of a Fourth-Tier Star Sea Foreign Race was comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator. They were not something one could kill whenever one pleased.
Besides, he still had the Sunday Immortal Sword in hand, so he could not easily leave Sunday Immortal City.
Thus, even if he lay flat in Sunday Immortal City, he would do so with the duty of defending the Immortal City in mind. No one would have any objections.
[You are absorbing an Essence Augmentation Pill. Spirit Medicine Reaction +1. Essence Augmentation Pill efficacy +3.]
While recovering his spiritual power, Zhou