The exhilaration of being pulled back up from the deepest depths of hell was something no one could understand without experiencing it themselves.
That was exactly how Yao Haoxuan felt.
He had fallen into a state of almost hysterical excitement.
He kept bouncing up and down like a monkey.
There was no trace of his usual bearing as a Shrek prodigy.
But no one found his behavior ridiculous.
Putting themselves in his shoes, they honestly felt that their own reactions would probably be much the same.
Xuanzi stared in stunned disbelief, then asked:
"How do you feel? Are you really completely healed?"
"Yes!"
Yao Haoxuan nodded emphatically and jumped twice more, as though to prove his words.
He clenched his fists and said excitedly:
"I feel fantastic!"
"Even better than before! All the old injuries in my legs are gone!"
Hearing Yao Haoxuan's answer, Xuanzi fell silent.
It seemed he had still underestimated Bai Luo's healing abilities.
This went completely beyond his understanding.
After all, Yao Haoxuan had suffered from more than a simple disability.
There had also been that stubborn corpse poison.
Xuanzi had personally examined the corpse poison lingering in Yao Haoxuan's body.
He therefore knew very well just how difficult it was to deal with.
It had seeped deep into Yao Haoxuan's bones.
Even at his peak, extracting that corpse poison from his marrow would have been incredibly difficult, let alone in the frail condition he had been in just moments ago.
Yet Bai Luo seemed to have exerted barely any effort from beginning to end, removing the corpse poison with ease.
And he had made Yao Haoxuan grow two new legs where there had been nothing.
Such supreme healing, capable of putting flesh on bare bones and bringing the dead back to life, could hardly be