Return to Heaven Valley Secret Realm.
Spirit Spring.
At this moment, it was the seventh day since the Spirit Spring had opened.
Numerous cultivators were sitting cross-legged, cultivating within it.
And Ye Qingchen was among them.
He was positioned above the largest Spirit Spring, his chest rhythmically rising and falling. With his every breath, the surging spiritual qi in the valley was continuously drawn, transforming into a rolling vortex, pouring in.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
Every breath Ye Qingchen took was as vast and profound as a dragon, extremely deep. The massive Spirit Spring beneath him, spanning over a thousand yards, had already diminished by thirty percent!
"It's only been seven days, and he's already consumed so much spirit liquid... a few more times, and this valley's Spirit Spring might completely dry up!"
Everyone was utterly shocked.
It must be known.
