Within the Quiet Room.
Suddenly, a black aura emerged on Wang Yuan's face.
He then opened his mouth and spat.
"Ptui!"
A mouthful of black blood violently hit the ground, corroding the hard floor into bubbling.
Watching this scene, Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"How do you feel?"
Wang Yuan weakly opened his eyes, grinned, and revealed his ghastly white teeth.
"I feel... very good!"
"Uh?"
"I know how to 'Condense Intention into Core' now."
"Ah, this..."
For a moment, Luo Chen was at a loss for words.
But now was not the time to discuss breakthroughs in realm.
He directly said, "I have a lot more to do next, and you need to rest and recover. I cannot afford to expend more Qi Power on you."
"Hm, I understand."
"About that enemy..."
Wang Yuan pointed at his chest, where a trace of damaging Yin Qi was faintly visible.
"No worries, I'll handle it myself after I advance to the Furnace Realm."
"It's good you have a plan. If you need help, just call me then."