The group quickly settled down, but despite this, Sha Yun realized that her friends were not as kind as she had imagined. A barrier had already grown in her heart. She closed her eyes and muttered to herself: "Why does it have to be like this?"
Her eyes brimd with tears, but she quickly blinked them away, unwilling to let anyone see her cry.
"Instead of blaming Sha Yun, why don’t we move forward?" suggested soone, as the Saint had long disappeared into the tunnel. "Hopefully, we can find more treasures in the tomb." Everyone looked at the speaker and then nodded. They slowly began to move forward through the tunnel they had entered.
Sha Yun didn’t know what to do, but after a mont of hesitation, she quickly caught up with her friends and continued onward. The place where they had stood before fell silent. About half an hour later, a shadow moved away from that spot, and soon after, Sha Yun and the beasts that had already charged ahead followed closely.
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"Wang Julong, co quickly! We have more injured experts!" soone called out, and Wang Julong quickly turned to check the expert she was healing. The man had a hole in his chest, yet sohow the weapon had missed all his vital organs. Glancing at the person calling her, Wang Julong rapidly infused the patient with spiritual energy before cutting off the supply. Then, she rushed to the next patient.
The first patient with the hole in his body initially prepared to scream for Wang Julong to co back when he realized there was a foreign energy inside him. It was an energy that could ease pain and rapidly heal wounds. Noticing this, he obediently lay on the blanket, allowing the strange energy to work its healing magic. The more he healed, the weaker Wang Julong’s energy beca, and by the ti his body was completely recovered, the last remnants of her energy had completely been drained.
Rushing back and forth, Wang Julong had to heal one patient after another, but as ti passed, her strength was utterly depleted. She then took a mont to sit and cultivate. Her eyes kept scanning the injured experts, constantly searching among the newcors, worried her friends might be among them. Even knowing she was incapable of doing anything in her fully exhausted state, she remained wholly focused on cultivating. During her cultivation, she thought about saving Yan Xiaobao, but lacked the strength to do so. This caused tears to stream down her face, and despite being utterly drained, she stubbornly continued cultivating. The thought of losing Yan Xiaobao was sothing she simply couldn’t bear.
Both Saints, Yan Xiaobao and Xiao Ning, rushed toward the Saint chasing after them, and once they reached him, they couldn’t help but laugh. Yan Xiaobao ford an overbearing palm above him with his Emperor Power, unleashing a burst of martial power upon their opponent.
This attack was rely an Emperor skill, yet it was still sothing they had to handle with caution. The undulations erging from the strike were anything but fragile, unlike a typical Emperor attack; rather, they resembled those of a recently advanced Saint. Although the attack couldn’t truly threaten them, it undoubtedly had the potential to harm them. If they wished to take down Xiao Ning, such damage could almost paralyze them. They were all keenly aware that to remove the Sun Shield, they would need to muster their strongest strength.
Yan Xiaobao knew he had been overlooked. While Xiao Ning indeed outshone him, he wasn’t soone to be underestimated. Suddenly, spiritual energy surged out from his spiritual energy sea, beginning to flow in a very peculiar pattern through his ridians, before flooding downward through his fingers into the earth.
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