The Demon Hunters had not caught up for the time being, but everyone knew they could not linger here: although Vivian had used magic to erase their group's scent, Demon Hunters had always been renowned for hounding their prey like hunting dogs and for their limitless patience. Unless they were completely shaken off, they would track their quarry until one side lived and the other died. Clearly, they were nowhere near giving up yet.
However, Hao Ren and the others had to rest for a while in this wasteland because they needed to recover their strength and injuries.
Euen Eben had barely escaped with his life. When they brought him out, he looked practically like a corpse. Casa Eben had yet to purge all the demon-slaying power from his body. Vivian had not been badly injured, but she had exhausted a tremendous amount of stamina, while Hao Ren needed to wait for his shield to recharge. In short, aside from Lily, that hyperactive idiot whose energy was downright abnormal, the other four all needed some time to recuperate. If they kept running, they would only waste their strength and might even carelessly leave traces for the Demon Hunters to find.
"Cough, cough... It's probably been over a century since I suffered an injury this serious," Euen Eben said with a self-mocking laugh as he lay pale-faced on the ground. The burns and frostbite covering his body still looked horrifying, but they were already just a layer of dead skin. New skin was slowly writhing and growing beneath the charred marks. The terrifying hole through his abdomen had also stopped bleeding, while the muscles and blood vessels around the wound were trembling as they stitched themselves back together and grew into one. It looked like a full recovery was only a