Li Yun cursed arrogantly, seemingly provoking the Devil Race big shots deep within the Dungeon with wild abandon.
But in reality, he was not impulsive in the slightest.
He had no intention of rushing into the depths of the Dungeon to kill.
Instead, after provoking them, he sat down right where he was.
Bai Fantian and the Cloud Cliff Saintess both froze slightly at the sight. Good lord, this kid really was not impulsive at all, was he?
But what was he planning to do by sitting down now?
"Hehe, I'll have to trouble you two to protect me. Just don't let those Demon Spawn get a chance to ambush me. My mental energy has been overtaxed, so I need to cultivate and recover for a bit."
Bai Fantian: "..."
Cloud Cliff Saintess: "..."
Who stopped to cultivate in the middle of a battle?
But on second thought, it made sense.
Li Yun had just directly unleashed his will and caught the Divine Martial Realm expert of the Devil Race off guard, suppressing him for a moment. Even they had found that outburst alarming, so one could imagine the expenditure had indeed been immense.
They still had no idea how the Devil Race in the depths of the Dungeon would react next. Taking this chance to recover first was indeed the best way to be prepared for anything.
The two immediately turned around and stood to Li Yun's left and right, shielding him behind them.
Although they were both within Li Yun's Shadow Shroud and normally did not need to worry about him being ambushed, they still had to remain vigilant. Better safe than sorry.
There were some things one could not afford to be careless about.
Often, a single moment of carelessness meant losing one's life. This was no