The pool in Qingming had finally dried up completely.

The Shamans sustained heavy casualties and were forced to retreat and regroup for the fourth time.

Having gotten a rare moment to catch his breath, Wei Yuan immediately dispatched several squads to quickly clear the battlefield and carry back everyone who was still clinging to life behind the lines. As for the gravely wounded Shaman fighters, there was no need to pay them any attention. They would not survive long in the Pure Realm of Humanity.

Cui Yu went over to Wei Yuan. He had a long gash on his face that stretched from his right temple all the way to his left jaw, and his nose was sliced cleanly in two. He was only sealing the wound with his Dao energy. Fortunately, Jia Wood Nurtures Life was potent enough to heal even such a severe injury.

Cui Yu asked, “How many more times can you activate ‘Life is a Flash’?” He sounded quite strange because his voice was hoarse, and his nose mangled.

“Zero,” Wei Yuan replied.

Cui Yu fell silent for a moment before asking another question, “What should we do next?”

Wei Yuan wiped the bloodstains from his spear without looking up. “I’m still here.”

“You?”

“Mm-hmm. As long as I don’t die, we can’t lose,” Wei Yuan said calmly. By now, the spear in his hand gleamed as if brand new.

“What’s your backup plan?” Cui Yu asked, a glimmer of hope...