When Ye Jun confirmed that the Paragon was dead, his legs gave up on him as he fell on his butt. His chest heaved as he took a moment to calm himself.
Everything was happening so quickly that he didn't even get time to breathe properly. Not to mention, he was more exhausted mentally. He wondered if he had gotten weaker after coming to this world.
Han Yuexin smiled and looked down at him, "Great work. It's a shame we couldn't save the other villagers, but let's see if we can do anything for the remaining ones. It's all thanks to you, so I'll make sure the sect rewards you well."
"It better," Ye Jun sighed. "This mission was way above my pay grade. Also, I need compen—"
He stopped, his head snapping towards the well. A bad foreboding rose within him as he muttered, "Fuck!"
In the next second, a beam of dark mist shot out from the well, shaking the very foundation of the village. To his surprise, the beam remained contained within the well's perimeter.
