C135 A Rank-2 Apothecary

Inside the ancient tree, Chu Kuangsheng was sitting quietly. His eyes were tightly shut. Powerful waves of mental energy rippled from between his brows, turning into circles of ripples in the air, spreading to the entire ancient tree's space.

In this kind of quiet cultivation, he seemed to be able to sense an indescribable and strange change occurring within his Mental Energy