Mao Zimiao actually hadn't been unconscious for too long. The Heavenly Calculation Atlas had endowed her with a strong vitality. Setting aside the anomaly that was Ai Qinglan, she could be considered outstanding among her peers in terms of mana and vitality. In terms of the amount of mana alone, she even surpassed Ai Changyuan. In such an area-of-effect damage scenario, as long as she didn't die on the spot, her survival rate was no less than anyone else's.
When she woke up, she sniffed and sneezed due to the dense moisture in the air. Fearing an encounter with an Ancient Method Practitioner in her imperfect state, Wang Qi hadn't ventured too deep. The stone cave was actually near the seaside. Wang Qi hadn't sealed the crevices between the rocks. Cold wind carrying the tidal air of the sea rushed in, along with some faint pale sunlight. Mao Zimiao guessed that it was still before sunrise.
