Niels and Hopkins slunk away with what remained of their forces.
As he left, Niels kept looking back at Su Ye, his expression conflicted. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end, he only bowed deeply and turned away.
Hopkins's face was ashen. The hand gripping the Broken Spear trembled.
Half from his injuries, half from fear.
He tried several times to defend himself, but the words stuck in his throat. He followed Niels in disgrace.
Once the people from Fengying Country were out of sight, Xia Zhiqiu came over, clicking his tongue.
"A'Su, what's wrong with Hopkins? We've got him dead to rights, and he still dared act arrogant?"
Su Ye shook his head.
"He's counting on his status as a King. He's sure the Heavenly King Hall won't actually kill him."
But...
Hopkins had tried to frame him and make a move against him. If the Heavenly King Hall wouldn't kill Hopkins, Su Ye would.
"Anyway, enough about that."
Su Ye turned toward the entrance to Mine Four.
"The Corpse Bone Demon Lord is dead, so the poisonous fog and curse should gradually fade. But to be safe, stay behind me. As for me..."
Whoosh—
A figure stepped out.
Su Ye's Clone took the lead, once again serving as the advance guard.
The Clone: Nothing to say. I've only got one lousy life, so let's do this!
This time, the cave looked different again.
With the Corpse Bone Demon Lord dead, the poisonous fog had lost its source. It was slowly thinning and dissipating.
The sticky pus on the ground was also drying and hardening into a revolting dark-purple crust.
But on the cave walls, they spotted things they hadn't noticed before.
"Is that..."
Mu Wanrou moved closer to a rock wall, surprised.
"Purple