Deep within the Medicine Hall's Medicine Pool, Shen Haoran continuously endured the assault of the energy tides.
Another half month passed. Shen Haoran sat cross-legged upon the giant palm of the Fire Vajra, as still as a statue. A thick layer of the milky-white medicinal fluid had congealed on his body, resembling a scab. Not the slightest trace of an aura could be felt from him; it was as if he had completely merged with the fluid in the Medicine Pool.
The energy tides surging up from the bottom of the pool had gradually subsided, and the Medicine Pool became calm once more. However, the medicinal fluid flowing near Shen Haoran bizarrely stopped in its tracks. A moment later, the milky-white fluid turned transparent, becoming just like ordinary pool water.
