Zhang Yun opened his palm, revealing a pill inside.
Hua Mubai didn't hold out much hope. Out of curiosity, he glanced at the pill in Zhang Yun's palm, and then a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes: "Brother Zhang, do you think this kind of wound medicine can do much for my injuries? It's not as good as this near-first-grade healing medicine I have."
Although alchemists are a rare profession on the Cloud Sky Continent, as a young master from one of the five great families of the Qin Empire's capital, Hua Mubai possesses quite a few quasi-first-grade pills.
After all, when you're out and about, you're bound to bump into things.
"Near-Grade One?" Zhang Yun raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "The one in my hand is Grade Two."
Judging from Hua Mubai's reaction, Zhang Yun could basically conclude that Hua Mubai knew nothing about pills.
"Hehe." Hua Mubai couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect that someone as capable as Brother Zhang would also be able to brag, and his bragging skills are in no way inferior to mine."
"You'll know how effective it is once you try it yourself." Zhang Yun rolled his eyes at Hua Mubai, tossed the pill in his hand to Hua Mubai, and then turned and left, not wanting to waste any more words with this guy.
After receiving the so-called second-grade pill, Hua Mubai stared at Zhang Yun's departing figure, momentarily stunned.
"Fine, I'll give it a try. I really don't believe it."
As he spoke, Hua Mubai opened his mouth and casually tossed the pill into it.
He knew his own body best. Just those few blows in the sword formation had not only caused him external injuries but also serious internal injuries. This so-called pill, which seemed to be no different from wound medicine, could not possibly help his injuries much.
He's sure of it!
A moment later, a look of surprise gradually appeared in Hua Mubai's eyes.
He could clearly feel that his body had undergone significant changes.
What followed was an unprecedented feeling of comfort, a cool warmth spreading throughout every inch of my body.
His injuries were also healing rapidly without him even realizing it.
In a short time, Hua Mubai went from being pale to being in good spirits, with bright and piercing eyes, looking like he was bathed in a spring breeze. His condition was even several times better than before he was injured!
Hua Mubai was truly astonished by the changes in his body.
Let alone wound medicine, even the near-first-grade pills he carries with him are far less potent!
What's even more astonishing is that his wounds, no matter how deep they were cut, were healing at a visible speed, quickly forming scabs.
"How is this possible? How can there be such a miraculous elixir?"
An incredulous look appeared in Hua Mubai's eyes, and he even wondered if he was hallucinating. Everything seemed unreal.
But as it turns out, everything he is experiencing now is real.
Because he accidentally pinched his own thigh!
"Brother Zhang... wait for me!"
After realizing what had happened, Hua Mubai's face turned rosy, his smile broadened, and his admiration and worship for Zhang Yun deepened. He also changed his address from "Brother Zhang" to "Big Brother Zhang".
Soon after, a vast plain came into Zhang Yun's view.
The vast land evokes a sense of ancient vicissitudes.
The strong stench of blood, the violent spiritual energy, the fierce and overwhelming demonic aura, and the tragic screams also entered their ears.
Without a doubt, the various chaotic and jarring sounds from before came from this place.
"Such a powerful aura, such a powerful demonic beast! Those demonic energies must have reached the level above the Heavenly Gang Realm, right?"
Looking at the scene before him, Hua Mubai's eyes flashed with shock and horror, and his expression was not good either.
“That’s a powerful demon at the Star Realm,” Zhang Yun said slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"The Star Realm?" Hua Mubai's heart trembled: "It's actually the legendary realm that surpasses the Heavenly Gang Realm!"
"However, it seems that the cultivation levels of these great demons are all suppressed at the Heavenly Origin Realm." Zhang Yun's spiritual perception was extremely sharp, and he could see through the phenomena to the essence.
"A powerful demon at the Star Realm has had its cultivation level suppressed?"
Hua Mubai was even more shocked.
If this palace could forcibly suppress the power of a great demon in the Star Realm, then what kind of terrifying being is the master of this palace?
"These powerful demons before us, although their cultivation is suppressed, still possess bodies at the Star Realm level, capable of easily annihilating any being of the same realm. This is why so many people have died."
"Moreover, the cultivation level of a great demon in battle will change according to the cultivation level of its opponent, rising to the highest level among those it fights."
“These people must have learned a bloody lesson, and now they are all of the same level joining forces to deal with a great demon.”
Zhang Yun's eyes flickered slightly as he spoke.
Hua Mubai was slightly startled, his eyes flashing: "The great demons here can actually adjust the strength of their own cultivation according to the cultivation level of humans?"
"No wonder even those at the Heavenly Gang Realm couldn't escape it. This is probably why those at the Heavenly Origin Realm are the most suitable to set foot here."
Looking at the human corpses lying in a river of blood on the wasteland before him, Hua Mubai felt a chill run down his spine.
Which of these fallen individuals wasn't a brilliant genius in their own country or power?
However, this place has become the burial ground for many geniuses.
Therefore, the most basic requirement for becoming a true prodigy is to survive various hardships.
True geniuses, no matter where they are, are destined to shine in their own way.