Yue Qing let out a breath, weariness flickering in his eyes.
"Everyone just came through a major battle. Your bodies and minds are near their limits. Rest while you can. There's no telling how many more battles lie ahead."
This battle was far from over.
They had only killed one wave of vicious beasts. No one knew how many more remained or when they would attack again.
Yue Qing led several dozen Holy Land elites to the rest area inside the Mining Area and prepared a room for each of them.
Jiang Ping An entered the room assigned to him.
The room was simple. Apart from a few pieces of furniture, it had no other amenities. Even its barrier was rudimentary, providing only basic soundproofing. It would keep nothing else out.
He swept the room with his Divine Sense. Finding no surveillance items or arrays, he sat down on the simple bed frame.
He had no taste for luxury. After years on the run... no, after years pursuing the Dao, he had often slept in caves. He was used to rough surroundings.
He took a Lord God Pill to replenish the Primordial Qi he had spent in battle.
According to the mission requirements, he still had to guard the Mining Area for ten years.
He did not know what dangers awaited him, but he was certain he probably would not die.
The countdown on the mirror in his Sea of Consciousness had not changed. It still showed one hundred and ninety-three years.
Inside Jiang Ping An's inner world, the silver-shimmering Origin Heavenly Dragon Clone was roasting vicious beast meat.
During the battle, his main body had killed a great many red-furred vicious beasts.
Those beasts had all been at the High Lord God level. Their flesh should have been rich