Like a dying fish amidst scorched earth, Lu Ye gasped for breath, occasionally coughing a few times.
It took a good while before he finally regained some strength.
Looking around, he was surrounded by the furious yet wary faces of those at Level 9.
"Lu Yiye, you really deserve to die!"
Wei Que's voice sounded, grinding his teeth in anger.
Lu Ye looked in the direction of the voice and saw Wei Que in a somewhat sorry state, his hair seemingly singed by fire, appearing comically disheveled.
Wei Que was also unlucky, swept by the aftermath of the Fire Phoenix Spirit Runes. Although he wasn't injured, the shock was genuine. He thanked his lucky stars that he wasn't on the Fire Phoenix's path; otherwise, he would not be dead but certainly severely wounded.
Lu Ye coughed violently a few more times, then propped up his body to sit cross-legged, his fresh blood soaking into the ground beneath him, pooling into a stark crimson.