On one side, the rest of the expedition team members who had escaped the mines from the demon-beastless tunnels collapsed together after barely making it out of the tunnels.
"W...we... survived..."
A female cultivator laden with injuries marring her pale skin muttered before collapsing and letting out tears of pain, grief, and regret as she had most likely lost someone close to her.
Maybe a Senior Sister, Senior Brother, or family member.
No one complained about her weak phase, however.
After all, none of them were in much better shape than her.
A few had ribs broken, internal organs messed up, and three even had limbs missing!
Who would mock her in such a situation?
No words were spoken anymore as they silently contemplated their current situation and what to do next. Though most focused on the former.
