This place was a valley surrounded by mountain ranges.
Among the valley, spiritual medicines and flowers of all shapes bloomed. The scenery was absolutely stunning.
A white foggy mist twirled around a cabin. Ling Xian lied flat on a stone bed with his eyes squeezed shut. He was not moving and was in a state of unconsciousness.
His slightly frowning brows demonstrated the pain he was currently in.
However, compared to his weakened state from that day, he has improved a lot. It was apparent how powerful that golden colored blood drop was.
Inside the cabin, the lady in white stood tall and stared at the five colored skies outside. It was unknown what she was thinking about.
"Ugh…"
A faint moaning noise interrupted the silence as Ling Xian slowly gained consciousness. He innocently opened his eyes and checked out his surroundings.
"Where… is this?"