Territory

The moment Li Yun finished speaking, Li Jiye's heart clenched. He was already being driven into a corner by that Second Tier Undead Beast, shaped like a wolf crossed with a leopard and incredibly swift. Several more burning cuts had opened across his body. Now that he heard more "guests" were coming, his scalp nearly exploded.

"W-What guests?"

He could barely get the words out. With a miserable sideways roll, he narrowly avoided the beast undead's pounce, which carried a stench of rot. Its bony claws skimmed past his back and gouged several deep trenches into the ground.

It was clear that this captain had somehow taught himself the Invincible-frame roll—though his posture was far from elegant. He looked like a donkey rolling around in the mud!

"Looks like they're not here to bring us supplies, at least—"

Li Yun adjusted his glasses and looked into the distance. Faintly, more than a dozen "black dots" had appeared there.

"This lineup's pretty international."

"The opposing psychic user should be weaker than me. I can interfere with his tracking, but there are too many of them. Shouldn't we retreat first?"

The two young women beside him had clearly become nervous. Fang Yishu, who could likewise "see clearly," quickly voiced her opinion.

Ning Yu silently tightened her grip around the crude wooden staff in her hand. Hearing that, she instinctively stepped closer to Li Yun and Fang Yishu.

"We can't retreat. Old Li is still tied up. Small-scale repositioning is fine, but if he dares to expose his back to that thing, he's dead—

Mm, forget it. Just stand behind me. I'll handle this. If you're worried, you can retreat toward that direction first—"

After considering it briefly, Li Yun rejected her suggestion without explaining much.

At a time like this, "stand behind