And so it went.
Lin Yi sat down where he was, crossing his legs to rest and recover.
The Black Beasts watched him from afar, neither approaching nor dispersing.
The two sides remained at an impasse.
Time ticked by.
Lin Yi recovered most of his Soul Power, and the wounds on his body slowly closed under the Myriad Star Core's purification.
He opened his eyes and glanced deeper inside.
"You won't let me in, and you won't let me leave. Then I'll just wait you out."
"I've got plenty of dry rations anyway. Keep watching me forever if you can."
Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and paid the Black Beasts no further attention.
Deep within the great hall, the Abyssal Skeleton Ancient Dragon watched the young man sit down again on the black screen, its vertical pupils narrowing slightly.
"This brat certainly isn't in a hurry."
After a moment of silence, it suddenly spoke. "Let him in."
Little Black Mist froze for a moment. "My king?"
"Let him in," the Abyssal Skeleton Ancient Dragon repeated. "Lead him to the central area. I will face him myself."
Little Black Mist immediately understood the Abyssal Skeleton Ancient Dragon's decision and hurried off even faster than last time.
At the edge of the ruins.
Lin Yi had nearly finished recovering and was chewing on his dry rations.
Just then, movement stirred around him again.
This time, however, it was not the sound of an attack. Instead, they all left in perfect coordination.
Their movements looked like a retreat carried out on orders.
He stopped what he was doing and watched the Black Beasts disappear, puzzlement rising within him.
They all withdrew?
Weren't we going to wait each other out? Why did they withdraw?
No...
*It doesn't look like a retreat. More like