In the darkness of night, Lin Feng found a hidden cave. Now, once again, the Army of the Dead Spirit had appeared, and only by hiding in such a secluded cave could one avoid the search of the undead forces.
The Eternal Demon Mountain, enveloped in the night, became even more terrifying.
"How are you doing?" Lin Feng asked with concern as he looked at Jii Yuhuan, whose complexion was extremely pale.
The person who had ambushed Jii Yuhuan was too powerful.
The fact that Jii Yuhuan could withstand a strike without dying was enough to prove her prowess, but she had still suffered serious injuries.
"I'm in so much pain," Jii Yuhuan grimaced with every feature twisted in agony, her eyes brimming with tears.
"With your background, you should have some healing treasures, right? Hurry up and take them out, eat them!" Lin Feng reminded.