White Cloud Sect, forbidden ground!
Within the Quiet Room of the ancient hall, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the Cloud Bed. After sensing the Dao injuries within himself, he let out a helpless sigh.
"Alas...
To completely grind away these Dao injuries, who knew how much law origin it would take!
I just hoped it would not be too much!"
At that thought, Cheng Buzheng could not help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.
However, if he allowed these Dao injuries to spread and continuously wear away his law Spirit Body, that would be even less worthwhile.
For this reason, the moment Cheng Buzheng returned to the Quiet Room, he chose to erase these Dao injuries.
Immediately after, Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate. He slowly closed his eyes, and the power of law origin within his law Spirit Body began to stir.
At the same time!
Beneath his robes, threads of emerald light emerged from a tiny wound that flickered with a faint blood-colored radiance.
The moment the emerald light appeared, it immediately tangled with the blood-colored radiance flashing from the wound.
Yet it was soon suppressed by that blood-colored radiance, until it was completely worn away.
However, the blood-colored radiance seemed to have suffered considerable damage, and its bloody glow dimmed somewhat.
As time passed...
An unceasing stream of Wood law origin power emerged, and the blood-colored radiance suffusing that wound steadily weakened.
Several days later!
The blood-colored radiance clinging to that tiny wound had completely vanished.
The faint bloody scar that had originally appeared on his skin had now become smooth, clean, and flawless.
Just then...
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, slowly opened his eyes. A trace of heartache surfaced in them.
"It consumes far too much Wood law origin!"
"Just one