Shen Haoran clenched his fist. The power surging endlessly through him filled his entire body with an indescribable sense of satisfaction. If he weren't in such a perilous Secret Realm, he couldn't have stopped himself from roaring toward the heavens.
A moment later, Xu Hao and his group felt Shen Haoran's aura from outside the cave and came inside.
"Brother Shen, congratulations! You've grown stronger again!" Xu Hao said with a smile, cupping his fist. He could no longer see through Shen Haoran at all; the man seemed to be shrouded in a transparent mist.
"It's all thanks to you for standing guard," Shen Haoran replied with a smile. While he had been in seclusion for the Refinement of the Energy within the Golden Death Warrior Medal, a squad of Black Iron Level Death Warriors had barged in. If Xu Hao and his group hadn't stopped them, he likely would have been forced out of his secluded state. He might have even suffered a backlash, causing his strength to plummet.
