Li Yan had suffered bodily collapse time and again, whether when facing Teng Wuji, falling into the fissure of Demon Abyss Cliff, or even ascending to the Immortal-Spirit Realm.
That even included the devastating damage to his sea of consciousness, which had nearly been exhausted and destroyed.
Yet relying on the Undying Nether Phoenix body and more than half a True Essence Pill, he had ultimately endured it all.
And now, there were several True Essence Pills inside his Tuban.
As long as Li Yan could find a way to communicate with the Tuban space, then after swallowing a True Essence Pill, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that his bodily meridians could recover.
Once his extraordinary meridians and eight channels were healed, he could consider how to restore his cultivation.
The yin aura around him was constantly seeping into his body. If he could not continue cultivating, the strength he had preserved would also steadily decline and weaken.
Although Li Yan's body was truly powerful and resilient, he felt that if he remained here, even the remnants of his purely physical strength would sooner or later vanish completely.
The death aura here had already grown terrifyingly dense. Only because cultivators' bodies had been nourished by spiritual energy over countless years could they endure and resist it here.
"Why didn't they kill me? What are they planning to make me do? And three days from now, what will they arrange for me to do..."
Li Yan lay on the ground for roughly an hour. No one appeared in the cell again, and only after repeatedly confirming this did he slowly sit up...
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Again and again, Li Yan tried to sense the other powers within his body, only to be assailed by agonizing pain that made