Hunter collapsed against the exterior wall of his cultivation chamber feeling like someone had run his entire body through a meat grinder, reassembled him wrong, and called it a successful breakthrough.
Foundation Mid. Check.
Void Shadow Constitution partially awakened. Check.
Hidden injuries still lurking like time bombs waiting for worst possible moment. Also check.
Alive though. That counted for something.
Mei sat nearby with Gerald clutched in both hands. Eight years old and radiating spiritual pressure that made the air shimmer. Foundation Realm Early. Her Innate Dao Body had crossed the threshold with natural grace that made Hunter's brutal advancement look like amateur hour at the cultivation dojo.
