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Like a corpse, Wei Suo sat cross-legged on the ground without moving. After who knew how long, with a hiss, as though waking from a boundless nightmare, Wei Suo's body suddenly shuddered and his eyes flew open.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack..."
The moment he opened his eyes, Wei Suo immediately rose from the ground. The bones throughout his body seemed to be reassembling themselves, issuing a series of cracking sounds.
His luck was fairly good. During this period, not a single Great Power had tracked him down. Otherwise, with the damage to his divine sense already at its limit, he would not have possessed even the slightest power to fight back while healing. Anyone at all would have been enough to kill him.
But the instant he stood within this pitch-black mountain cave, Wei Suo's heart was filled with icy, bitter misery.
The damage to his divine sense had now recovered seven or eight tenths, but he could clearly sense that it had been left with hidden ailments. If he engaged in another fierce battle before obtaining high-grade spiritual medicines capable of nourishing divine sense, these hidden ailments—which his current techniques could not fully heal—would thoroughly damage his spirit and leave his divine sense with irreparable injuries.
Moreover, there was no one by his side now. He did not even know how many days this healing had taken.
"Hiss!" Yet after drawing another deep breath, his body was instantly filled once more with the bone-chilling aura he had possessed when fighting the Black Bodhi Heavenly Mother.
Although those Great Powers had yet to catch up, the spells he had cast while fleeing here would certainly have left behind traces of his aura. Furthermore, this place was not far inside the Sky Vault. He had to leave immediately. Otherwise, with