Lin Guang gathered his strength, took the towel Lisa handed over, and wiped the sweat and blood off his forehead, while he introspected the Sea of Spirit.
The originally tumultuous ocean of Spiritual Power, like waves whipped up by a storm, had now almost completely calmed down. Although there were occasional aftershocks, they were entirely insignificant.
"Not bad."
His eyes, still burning with dark golden flames, revealed a satisfied expression. Lin Guang barely lifted the corners of his mouth, showing a smile, "If it's just the same level of training as before, it won't affect me for at least three days."
"Even if I occasionally go all out, it won't be a problem, just that the interval for treatment needs to be shortened."
When it came to self-treatment, especially the tricky issue of the Sea of Spirit, Lin Guang had not had much confidence in succeeding in one go. At most, he could rely on the memory and experience from the inheritance to ensure his safety without worsening.
