The speed of those thirteen people was extremely fast, in just a few breaths they reached Lin Tian's side.
Currently, Lin Tian was severely injured, and he had just coughed up a lot of blood.
What was even more shocking was his body; his originally robust and smooth upper body was now crisscrossed with at least a hundred wounds, still oozing blood.
These wounds, numbering over a hundred, varied in depth. Some were from the explosion, while the rest were from rolling through weeds and branches.
If it weren't for the Golden Core within his body driving the Spiritual Qi to stop most of the bleeding, he would have already died from excessive blood loss.
While the Spiritual Qi was circulating, besides stopping the bleeding, it also gave Lin Tian a clear understanding of his current physical condition.
The external wounds looked shocking, but compared to the internal injuries within his five organs, they were minor.
