叶凡刚爬起来， заявления found himself teetering on the brink of collapse. The wounds all over his body were screaming in pain, every move sending waves of agony through his. He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was dark red like old wine, and his lower lip had been bitten off, leaving a bloody stumps.

He was lucky to be alive after tumbling in the Bone Abyss for so long. Who would have thought that a person could be so tough? But now, he was too weak to even stand up straight. He leaned against a nearby rock, panting heavily, his chest heaving as if he were about to vomit out his lungs.

Suddenly, a flash of light caught his eye. He looked up and saw a group of figures approaching from a distance. They were cloaked in mystery, their faces hidden beneath their hoods. But as they got closer, he could see that they were carrying all kinds of weapons, swords, spears, and even some kind of strange magic weapon that glowed with an eerie light.

"Who are you?"叶凡 asked, his voice hoarse and weak.