Fortunately, Jiang Feng's powerful physique, endowed by his undying body, allowed him to recover in a short time.
In their battles, Jiang Xinran's repeated defeats were largely due to the overwhelming strength of his undying body.
Both Jiang Feng's enemies and Jiang Xinran understood this all too well, and found it intimidating.
Early the next morning, Jiang Feng opened his eyes after only a brief rest. His pale golden eyes were perfectly clear.
Jiang Xinran was already fast asleep in his arms. A trace of fatigue lingered on her face, but satisfaction and relief were far more evident.
She curled herself into Jiang Feng's embrace as tightly as she could, quiet as a cat.
Sunlight from the window fell across Jiang Xinran's lovely, jade-smooth face. Her fair, delicate skin still held a lingering blush and looked soft enough to break at a touch.
Jiang Feng carefully withdrew his arm from beneath her slender neck and quietly watched her sleep.
Even asleep, Jiang Xinran was breathtakingly beautiful. Her long lashes trembled gently above her exquisite face.
Jiang Feng lowered his head and kissed her softly, then tucked the blanket around her before getting up and leaving the room.
He then went to the Knight Temple's main hall, where Yang Haohan, Long Tianyin, and the other members of the Twilight of the Gods Demon Hunt Squad were already waiting.
"Jiang Feng, are you ready?" Yang Haohan looked rather solemn.
"Lord Divine Seal Knight, I am ready." Jiang Feng bowed to Yang Haohan.
"For any Holy Knight, seeking a Divine Throne's recognition is a momentous undertaking. But each person faces a different trial, and even the same person's two attempts will involve completely different trials. I can offer you only one piece of advice: hold firm to your convictions and press forward without