Mythical Cultivation

Upon seeing this situation, other forces sprang into action, daring not to delay any longer.

They quickly led their injured cultivators away from the scene and hurriedly returned to their respective camps.

However, only the few groups of cultivators who had not yet emerged from the mist remained in place, anxiously awaiting the return of their missing companions.

Meanwhile, for those cultivators who have unfortunately died, their remains are handed over to the younger disciples of their respective factions to handle the aftermath.

The disciples carefully prepared and properly arranged the deceased's body, intending to take it back to their sect to bury their departed fellow disciples.

Witnessing everything before him, Wu Ming understood: the turmoil of today had subsided for the time being, but there were still many problems to be solved.

Especially after this fierce battle, many cultivators either lost their lives or were seriously injured, which undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to all the forces involved.

After returning to the base, they not only need to carefully plan how to handle the affairs of the deceased cultivators, but also do their best to treat the injured fellow disciples.

More importantly, they must promptly report in detail what happened tonight to the powerful forces behind them and await instructions and reinforcements from those forces.

It is foreseeable that in the coming period, all parties will consolidate their power and wait for news.

Who knows what unexpected changes might occur after this night, with the opening of the cave? Will we still be able to complete our mission?

As he watched the figures of the cultivators disappear into the sky, Wu Ming couldn't help but murmur to himself with a sense of emotion.

At this moment, his mood was unusually heavy and complicated, as if he were shrouded in an invisible pressure.

Just then, Chu Nan, who had been standing silently to the side, stepped forward and gently comforted Wu Ming: "Junior Brother Wu, things have come to this, let's hurry up and leave with Junior Brother Pan!"

After all, the most urgent task is to get proper treatment and recuperation for my injuries as soon as possible. As for other matters, I can leave them for later consideration and handling!

Wu Ming could tell that Chu Nan sounded exhausted when he spoke, and he knew that Chu Nan was right.

Wu Ming naturally understood the good intentions behind Chu Nan's words, so he quickly nodded and replied: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother. I will follow your advice!"

Afterwards, Wu Ming carefully helped Pan Ning, who was meditating with her eyes closed to heal her injuries, and walked side by side with Chu Nan, who was also seriously injured, slowly heading towards the place where they had temporarily stayed.

The two remained silent throughout the journey, each lost in their own inner world.

After finally arriving at their destination, Chu Nan didn't choose to stay and rest for a moment. Instead, he gently waved his slightly pale and weak hands to signal Wu Ming to calm down, and then said: "Let's not talk about tonight's events for now. We can decide on all the issues tomorrow. The most important thing now is to take good care of yourself and recover from your injuries."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Nan's body suddenly swayed, and in the next moment, he vanished without a trace, leaving Wu Ming with only a bewildered expression and an empty room.

"It seems that Senior Brother Chu's injuries are much more serious than I thought!"

Wu Ming pondered to himself, and couldn't help but frown.

Upon hearing Chu Nan's weak and feeble tone, he realized that Chu Nan's previous demeanor was all an act, and that Chu Nan's injuries were actually quite severe.

After settling Senior Brother Pan Ning in and setting up the defensive formation inside the tent, Wu Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down cross-legged.

However, he did not immediately enter a deep meditation state. Instead, he chose to circulate his energy to repair the injuries on his body while also diverting some of his attention to keep watch for his senior brother, Pan Ning.

Although Wu Ming doesn't appear to have suffered much damage on the outside, his internal condition is actually quite serious.

After all, the previous battle was extremely fierce, especially the mysterious man in black's several sharp attacks, which put him under considerable pressure.

Even with the powerful magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, protecting him, the terrifying force could still penetrate the layers of protection, causing Wu Ming some degree of internal injury.

Time flies, and before we knew it, night had quietly fallen.

Just as Wu Ming was fully focused on healing his injuries, he suddenly noticed something unusual about his surroundings. He immediately stopped practicing his internal energy and abruptly opened his eyes.

As expected, Pan Ning, who had been resting with his eyes closed, had woken up at some point and was looking at him.

"Senior brother, your injuries have finally healed? How are you feeling?"

Upon seeing this, Wu Ming quickly stood up and asked with concern.

Junior brother, thank you for protecting me. My injuries have finally stabilized, and as long as I don't fight again, there shouldn't be any major problems for the time being.

However, it will probably take several more days for this serious injury to fully heal!

I'm afraid I won't be able to help much with this mission!

Despite the excruciating pain, Pan Ning managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth. His once handsome face was now contorted with agony.

Looking at Pan Ning, who was haggard and extremely weak, Wu Ming couldn't help but feel extremely worried.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming quickly stepped forward, handed the pills he was holding to Pan Ning, and gently comforted him:

Senior brother, don't worry, quickly take this healing pill. I believe that with your great fortune, you will recover quickly.

However, Pan Ning took the pills from Wu Ming but did not take them.

Instead, he shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, saying, "Junior brother, what I'm worried about isn't my injuries, but the current situation."

Unexpectedly, the Blood Fiend Sect was willing to send an elder at the Pseudo-Core Formation stage to compete for this cave dwelling, which shows how much they value it.

It seems that completing this mission will not be so easy.

As he finished speaking, Pan Ning's voice grew softer and softer, as if he had lost his fighting spirit.

"Senior brother, there's no need to worry too much. Since the Blood Fiend Sect dared to send a Pseudo-Core Realm expert, our sect will naturally have a countermeasure."

We just need to do our best with what we have at hand; as for the rest, well, that's up to fate!

Upon hearing what Pan Ning said, Wu Ming did not show excessive worry. Instead, he put on a reassuring expression and comforted Pan Ning.