A certain canyon!
Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, Chen Ping sat cross-legged inside, his body wrapped around purple chaotic power.
The outside world has passed three days, and the tower has been a year.
During this year, he worked day and night to absorb the spiritual power in the crystal and repair the damaged meridians and flesh.
The self-healing ability of the Golden Dragon bloodline far exceeded that of ordinary people, but this time the injury was too severe.
The Venerable of Ruling’s holy light contained the supreme law of the Protoss, even if it was restrained by the power of chaos, the remaining power was still like a boil on the tarsal bone, deeply embedded in his flesh and blood.
It took him a year to dispel, devour, and transform these residual forces bit by bit.
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