In the blink of an eye, less than a day remained before the Hunting Tournament ended.
Throughout the outer regions of the Wasteland Plains, many Desolate Sect disciples were frantically hunting Wasteland Beasts.
At the edge of the Desolate Forest, Ye Yun sat cross-legged inside a concealed, safe cave.
At that moment, a faint red glow emanated from Ye Yun's body, making him resemble a majestic Buddha statue.
If anyone approached the cave where Ye Yun was at this moment, they would clearly hear it.
The sound of flowing streams continuously came from within Ye Yun's body.
This phenomenon occurred when a martial artist's power of qi and blood had grown sufficiently rich and vigorous.
Over the past few days, Ye Yun had remained in this cave, refining Desolation Flowers without the slightest pause.
With every Desolation Flower he consumed, Ye Yun's fleshly body became another degree stronger.
By now, Ye Yun had refined six whole Desolation Flowers and was currently refining the seventh.
For some reason, throughout the entire process of refining the Desolation Flowers, Ye Yun had felt as though he were merely an onlooker.
He had not played the slightest role in the entire refining process.
The medicinal power of the Desolation Flowers seemed to possess intelligence of its own, actively strengthening Ye Yun's flesh, bones, and internal organs.
This strengthening enhanced Ye Yun's fleshly body in every aspect, bringing it to the point where it could now rival Wasteland Beasts of the same realm.
It was no exaggeration to say that Ye Yun could now rely solely on the strength of his fleshly body to contend with a Lesser Wasteland Beast.
If his own cultivation were added to the equation, he felt that he could briefly contend with an Intermediate Desolate Beast.
One had to know