The wind and waves blew, only the rustling sound of the flat peach tree leaves touching each other could be heard!
"Everything is... over."
Li Che's golden qi and blood gradually converged into the acupoints within his body, refining the energy of the nine-thousand-year-old peach, while the expanding Qi Blood Golden Pool continued a slow transformation.
Gently landing on the ground, in an instant, with Li Che's body as the center, it seemed as if a circle of golden flames was constantly burning, creating a clean area.
The aura fully retracted, the gold faded, and the qi and blood returned to calmness.
Li Che's hands were folded in his sleeves, his eyes opening and closing. He raised his head, peering through the gaps in the peach tree leaves, reflecting the mottled radiance of the Kunlun mirror.
If there were a few more cicada chirps, this Immortal Peach Orchard would indeed be a unique resort.
