The death aura lingering around them was clearly an indication that they were at their end. As for why some looked young, he could guess, but he didn't care about this anymore. It didn't matter to him, just as the reality before them was. If they didn't get out of this collapsing space, it would not just be a small issue, the death Qi would be enough to cause their deaths hundred times over.
But his eyes changed as he saw the patterns on the pouch he was wearing change slightly and then a cow painting appeared on it.
