Ling Yun drove straight back to the home he hadn't returned to for more than a month — Mansion Number One in Qingxi Villa District — at dawn.
The spirit gathering formation had absorbed more than a month of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. None of it spilled out into the atmosphere, and the density had almost liquefied the spiritual energy.
There was only Dugu Mo in Mansion Number One. He was deep in practice, sitting cross-legged in the yard and facing the east.
The dragon saliva that Dugu Mo drank had shown its effects. He broke through to the mid-stage of Xiantian Realm Level One within a few days of Ling Yun's journey out to sea.
However, Dugu Mo looked sickly. His face was pale, and he had lost a lot of weight. There was also an ominous black aura around his head.
Ling Yun scanned him with his divine sense and deduced that Dugu Mo had sustained a serious internal injury.