Neither Long Yi nor Long Three left, and there were still a small number of Hidden Dragon Guards left.
The higher the strength of the warrior, the higher the tolerance to the environment.
Although Long Yi and others are not fire warriors, the temperature in the palace at the moment is still within their tolerance range.
As the Huwei soldiers withdrew, the surviving warriors who were originally blocked by the human wall and leaning against the wall were exposed.
The Hidden Dragon Guard immediately walked over and surrounded them vigilantly.
Yun Luo caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and said in surprise: "So you are here?"
Jun Wuchen followed the sound and saw the young warrior who had met once in the secret prison, leaning against the wall and looking at them intently.
"Princess Jing, we meet again." The young warrior smiled, stretched out his hand to support the wall, and seemed to want to stand up.
"Don't move!" Hidden Dragon Guard shouted, pointing the sword at him.
The young warrior stopped his movements and said helplessly: "I don't mean any harm, I just wanted to see the blood mist up close, and I never had the chance."
The Hidden Dragon Guard looked distrustful.
"Bring him here." Yun Luo suddenly said, "I happen to have something to ask him."
The Hidden Dragon Guard then hesitantly put down his sword.
Long San walked over and looked at the young warrior. Seeing that he seemed to be unsteady, he supported him with his arms.
"Thank you." The young warrior said with a smile.
"You're welcome." Long San smiled, but his eyes were wary and his whole body was slightly tense.
The princess once said that the brains of each of these warriors rescued from the secret prison were corroded by blood mist, and they might go crazy at any time.
Even if the young warrior looks normal,... he must not let down his guard!
Long San supported the young warrior and walked to Yun Luo and Jun Wuchen.
The young warrior squinted his eyes, raised his head, and carefully observed the blood mist inside through the burning fireball.
"So this is what it's like..." He murmured to himself.
Yun Luo asked calmly: "Are you familiar with these blood mists?"
"That's right. After all, it's been in my mind for so long. It's hard to think it's not familiar to me. But this is the first time I've seen it with my own eyes, so it's not too familiar."
The young warrior's words were astonishing.
Yun Luo was shocked: "Can you feel this blood mist?"
"Yes."
"How do you feel it?" Yun Luohu asked.
"I can't tell you this."
The young warrior stood up straight and pointed at his head, "To be precise, I don't know what I felt. I just felt that something was coming in and it was very dangerous! So I subconsciously drove it out.
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Yun Luo blurted out: "How did you catch up?"
She has personally experienced how much blood mist pollutes the spiritual realm.
Once the pollution spreads, even she can't expel it. She can only abandon the contaminated spiritual hairspring and break her arm to survive.
This ordinary warrior in front of me can actually drive out the blood mist?
How is it possible...?!
The young warrior shook his head: "I don't know either. When I came to my senses, it had already been driven out."
His eyes darkened and he looked at the other warriors who were tied up in the palace, "However, I can't help what's in their minds."
Even so, it’s too unbelievable!
Yun Luo's first reaction was that he was lying.
However, among the surviving secret prison warriors, this young warrior is indeed the one who has persisted the longest and has the highest strength.
Most of the other surviving warriors only have level four strength, and they were not captured in the secret prison for a long time.