While the others tended to their injuries, Lin Yi first collected the beast-hide spatial bags the Yuan Race had left behind.
He didn't inspect them right away. Instead, he handed them to the clone beside him.
The clone took the storage items and began processing them one by one.
Then Lin Yi turned to Edith and the ten battered prodigies of the Pan-Spirit Alliance.
His gaze swept over them as he quickly assessed each person's injuries.
Things didn't look good.
Three of the ten were badly hurt. One Li Race prodigy's wound beneath the ribs was deep enough to expose bone. A Crystal Spirit Race member had a prominent crack in the crystal on their forehead, and one Spirit Race prodigy's left arm had been completely severed, held in place only by the power of their rules.
The other seven were also injured, most of them. Even the least badly hurt had shattered armor and depleted rule power.
Edith was in somewhat better shape, but the wound on her left shoulder was still bleeding, and the operation of her Light-Dark Rule was clearly sluggish. She had obviously overexerted herself.
"We should leave here first." Lin Yi's voice was calm and decisive. "The battle was too loud. It'll soon draw other enemies."
No one objected.
The group tacitly formed a simple defensive formation.
Lin Yi took the lead while his clone covered the rear. The group quickly disappeared into the Gray Mist, putting distance between themselves and the area where the fierce battle had just erupted.
They hurried onward for about half a standard hour before stopping behind a natural shelter formed by several enormous black stones.
The terrain here was relatively concealed. Tall black stones surrounded it on three sides, leaving only a narrow passage for entering and exiting. It