Chapter: 207
�Huuu�!�
Pyo-wol slowly exhaled and moved his body. The snakes went mad. However, Pyo-wol continued to writhe around without hesitation.
His physical condition was perfect.
He delivered power to his arms and legs. The swelling of his body completely disappeared, and all of the wounds that were once so severe were now healed.
Pyo-wol slowly moved his body. His movements were awkward at first, but later on, he naturally swam among the snakes.
His movement without using his arms and legs was similar to a snake moving in the water.
Although Pyo-wol was moving around, the snakes did not attack Pyo-wol. He was being mistaken for a fellow snake.
After swimming for a while, Pyo-wol stuck his head out of the snake pit.
�Haa�!�
Pyo-wol took a moment to breathe in some fresh air.
In the serpent pit he had never once been able to breathe freely. This was because the air was thin. In order to live, the use of the Sub-Thunder Snake Cultivation method must not be stopped even for a moment.
Tuck!
Pyo-wol got out of the snake pit using both of his arms as support. It�s been a long time since he had stood with his feet on the ground, so he felt strange.
He had a feeling that his legs were definitely alright, but at the same time it wasn�t. But the foreign feeling quickly disappeared.
Pyo-wol looked around for a moment.
Lim Sayeol�s residence, seen through the wall, had not changed at all from when he was thrown into a snake pit.
Pyo-wol came out of the hole where the snake pit was. The underground cave, with all of the torches extinguished, was darkness itself.
The underground cave was eerily quiet that he couldn�t even hear insects crawling, let alone sensing a presence.�
Neither the warriors of the Qingcheng sect nor the disciples of the Emei sect could be seen.
Everyone had already left this place.
�I am alone again.�
Pyo-wol�s voice echoed in the darkness.
Even though he was alone, Pyo-wol didn�t feel lonely. Maybe he had already forgotten the feeling of loneliness.
Pyo-wol sat on a large rock and looked at the space above him. The rope he used to come down here disappeared and was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps the warriors of those two sects took it.
Even though the only exit to the outside was blocked, Pyo-wol was not disheartened.�
Because he already expected that to happen.�
As long as the rope was gone, it was impossible to go outside.
At least with his current martial arts level.�
�I have to grow stronger.�
When he bumped into Mu Jeong, he became certain.� JrNovels.com
Pyo-wol slowly exhaled and moved his body. The snakes went mad. However, Pyo-wol continued to writhe around without hesitation.
His physical condition was perfect.
He delivered power to his arms and legs. The swelling of his body completely disappeared, and all of the wounds that were once so severe were now healed.
Pyo-wol slowly moved his body. His movements were awkward at first, but later on, he naturally swam among the snakes.
His movement without using his arms and legs was similar to a snake moving in the water.
Although Pyo-wol was moving around, the snakes did not attack Pyo-wol. He was being mistaken for a fellow snake.
After swimming for a while, Pyo-wol stuck his head out of the snake pit.
�Haa�!�
Pyo-wol took a moment to breathe in some fresh air.
In the serpent pit he had never once been able to breathe freely. This was because the air was thin. In order to live, the use of the Sub-Thunder Snake Cultivation method must not be stopped even for a moment.
Tuck!
Pyo-wol got out of the snake pit using both of his arms as support. It�s been a long time since he had stood with his feet on the ground, so he felt strange.
He had a feeling that his legs were definitely alright, but at the same time it wasn�t. But the foreign feeling quickly disappeared.
Pyo-wol looked around for a moment.
Lim Sayeol�s residence, seen through the wall, had not changed at all from when he was thrown into a snake pit.
Pyo-wol came out of the hole where the snake pit was. The underground cave, with all of the torches extinguished, was darkness itself.
The underground cave was eerily quiet that he couldn�t even hear insects crawling, let alone sensing a presence.�
Neither the warriors of the Qingcheng sect nor the disciples of the Emei sect could be seen.
Everyone had already left this place.
�I am alone again.�
Pyo-wol�s voice echoed in the darkness.
Even though he was alone, Pyo-wol didn�t feel lonely. Maybe he had already forgotten the feeling of loneliness.
Pyo-wol sat on a large rock and looked at the space above him. The rope he used to come down here disappeared and was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps the warriors of those two sects took it.
Even though the only exit to the outside was blocked, Pyo-wol was not disheartened.�
Because he already expected that to happen.�
As long as the rope was gone, it was impossible to go outside.
At least with his current martial arts level.�
�I have to grow stronger.�
When he bumped into Mu Jeong, he became certain.� JrNovels.com
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