Xiao Chen led the surviving tribe members of the Gu Yuan Tribe away from the Elemental Stone Vein, embarking on their journey home. The human brethren originally lingering here gradually split into hundreds of small groups, scattering in all directions. After all, the Great Wasteland was exceptionally dangerous, and traversing the vast wilderness alone was fraught with peril, let alone for these weak, elderly, sick, and disabled individuals. This was nothing more than a pipe dream.
Gradually, this area became silent. The bloodstains and corpses left behind, along with the lingering stench of blood, made this place eerily grim. Thousands of vivid lives had perished here without causing a ripple. Only those who had lived through it could understand the brutality of the Great Wasteland.
