Around four hundred Level Sevens had come from the Land of Filth and Mishar. The Death Realm Cannons had blasted some of them to death, but more than three hundred still remained.
And those were only the ones they had detected. There were still some they had not detected.
In Ye Qingwei's estimation, once these Level Sevens entered Shicheng, they would definitely all come to besiege the Death Palace. The Death Palace's level meant that these Level Sevens were destined to be unable to break it.
Ye Qingwei could have relied on the Death Palace to slowly wear down these Level Sevens. But now, all of them had hidden in the shadows, and their exact locations could not be detected. It was also difficult to target them with the Death Realm Cannons.
What should they do now?
It was like having more than three hundred spiders in one's own room. Spiders themselves were not terrifying; what was terrifying was when the spiders vanished, yet were still somewhere in that room.
"Qingwei, Qiu Chan is injured!"
Liuli carried Qiu Chan into the main hall. Ye Qingwei's heart lurched as she looked at Qiu Chan. There was a huge bloody hole in her arm, and she had already fainted.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Qingwei raised her hand and cast a Healing Spell. Vast life energy poured into Qiu Chan's body, but it only stopped the bleeding in her arm. Nothing else changed, and the bloody hole showed no signs of healing.
Ye Qingwei increased the output of life energy. Only after four or five consecutive treatments did Qiu Chan's arm begin to recover, but the healing was still slow. Moreover, a trace of Law Power remained inside the bloody hole.
"Was this done by a Level Seven?"
Ye Qingwei once again