"How many people are left?" Ni Qianjun, cloaked in a crimson cape, covering his burly upper body, enquired with a hoarse voice, thick with Dark Energy. It had been three days and nights without sleep, food, or water.
"We have ten people left, the Blue Crystal has five, and Silver Scorpion has the most remaining, with twelve. However, they're all at the end of their rope, too exhausted to fight," said the barbarian, whose sturdy build was that of a young bull, now with hollowed cheeks and a listless spirit. The remaining mercenaries of the Reversed Fire Mercenary Group were in no better shape than him.
Upon entering the Dan Demon Tomb, everyone's cultivation had plummeted significantly under the influence of the blood fog.
Thanks to the Durian Pills distributed by Ni Qianjun before their departure, the mercenaries of the Reversed Fire Mercenary Group managed to survive these days, but their condition was only slightly better than that of the other two mercenary groups.
