Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, but suddenly Zhou Yan spat out a mouthful of white mist, which turned into a fountain and sprayed onto the wound. Zhou Yan's hand instantly recovered without showing any trace of injury.
At this moment, streams of white mist overflowed from Zhou Yan's hands, like white smoke rising.
Zhou Yan appeared thoughtful, with inexplicable rays of Tao Light and colorful glows showing on his body. However, these glows were not intense and just flashed briefly.
"What a pity, what a pity, trapped in a dead end again."
"It's rare to have some enlightenment, but still feels like there's not enough accumulation."
"But I am almost sure, once sensing the rules within, the Nirvana Profound Meaning of immortality, the progress forward would be swift. My Realm will definitely break through the Sea of Suffering Realm of the eighteenth layer, achieving breakthroughs smoothly with significant benefits!"
"What a pity..."
