I don't know how long I've been fleeing in this dense, primeval forest. All I know is... now I'm completely unable to distinguish between east, south, west and north. Every day, not only do I have to deal with adventurers chasing after me, but also be prepared to face the magical beasts that could appear at any time and place around me!

  Hehe...

  One slash cut off the front of a line snake that was exactly like a tree vine, and its dark purple blood spurted out quickly. My face turned pale with fright.

  The striped keelback's appearance is similar to that of a tree vine, with its yellow-green color and long, slender body hanging from the trees. The entire length can reach 4-5 meters, making it difficult to distinguish from the surrounding vines even upon close inspection.

  But... the boomslang is very dangerous, I saw with my own eyes a ferocious wild beast being bitten by a boomslang and as a result it turned completely black and died instantly, so... I absolutely cannot be bitten.

  Tick...tock...tick...tock...

  Footsteps echoed from the front, I knew... this wasn't the sound of a monster, but those adventurers who were after me. Judging by the sound, there must be over ten people. If we clashed head-on, I absolutely had no chance of winning!

  Anyone who can chase here is absolutely not a weak person. This is already a very deep primitive forest, and I don't know how long it has been since anyone came. The dangers of the magical beasts are everywhere, and if you don't have some skills, thinking about surviving here is simply a joke!

  I have been on the run for more than five months now, and I am getting anxious because in another month, the Arbitration School will start recruiting students, but I am still lost in this vast and endless primeval forest, what should I do?!

  Roar! Roar! Roar!

  A roar from the magical beast came from the front, at the same time... intense fighting sounds came out. Upon hearing the roar, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy, haha... this is truly heaven helping me, they actually encountered the Sand Roar Beast. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I have hope that I can get rid of them.

  The next moment... my figure floated up like a ghost in the woods, and it was different from when I first entered the forest half a year ago. Now my movements were not only fast, but also silent, making it hard to detect my presence with either eyes or ears.

  Rushing over to the battlefield, I saw a dozen or so guys surrounding a yellow demon with an eerie shape that kept changing.

  The name of this monster is Sandy Howl Beast. It's not very big, only about the size of a normal domestic pig, but... it has a special ability to absorb sand onto its body surface, forming a sandy shield that can defend against all attacks!

  In addition... the Sand Wail's roar is its greatest weapon. In the roar, countless tiny toxic sand particles are rapidly sprayed into the air. If one doesn't hold their breath, they will soon be killed by the sand toxin.

  A faint smile, I slowly raised my hand and whispered: "Wind Blade Heaven Strike!"

  As I murmured, a golden wolf totem appeared in mid-air, and... a long howl echoed from the horizon, reverberating through the dense forest.

  At the same time... seven crisscrossing, palm-sized silver wind blades shot out of the wolf's mouth, flying towards the seven people on the battlefield from seven different angles. The fierce whistling sound tore through the air, making a sharp "whooshing" noise.

  After more than five months of continuous use, my coordination with Yinmo has now reached the realm of seamless integration. My current Wind Blade Heavenly Strike has already attained the standards of a lower-ranked Magic Conductor.

  Of course... my current Wind Blade Heaven Strike is still far from reaching the highest level. According to Yin Mo, the highest level should be a seven-meter-long silver wind blade. If I reach the War God level, the wind blade will turn golden instead of silver.

  However... although the size of the wind blades hasn't changed, and their attack power hasn't changed either, but their number has increased from one to seven, and my summoning speed has also shortened from over ten seconds to just four or five seconds, the results are quite remarkable!

  As the wolf howls, a dozen or so people simultaneously knew I had arrived, their faces even more tense. You see... I had already successfully killed several enemies who came to pursue me, among them were no lack of high-ranking swordsmen. No one dares to be careless when encountering an evil god, those who do have already gone to hell. But they absolutely don't want to go there, they still want to get rich.

  While a few people desperately resisted the Seven Winds Blade, my shadowy figure drifted into the arena like a ghost and moved swiftly like a specter.

  As I gazed ahead at the warrior charging towards me with a fierce glare, I smiled faintly, my left hand slightly curved, palm empty, and muttered: "Fireball!"

  As I murmured, a fist-sized fireball suddenly appeared in my left hand. The next moment... With a flick of my wrist towards the crazily charging warrior, instantly... the fist-sized fireball shot out with a burst of speed.

  Don't underestimate the fireball I released, it's absolutely different from ordinary mages. In my hands, the fireball is just a hidden weapon. I'm using true energy to release the fireball, its speed is more than ten times faster than the fireball released by mages, almost as fast as bullets. At such a close distance, evasion is impossible, being able to block it once can already be considered a master.

  As expected... The samurai's expression tightened, and in a flurry, he drew his sword to block the fireball. With a loud crash, the fireball exploded into a rain of flames on the opponent's sword. In an instant... the samurai's hair was scorched and withered to a yellowish hue, and a strange smell wafted across the entire battlefield.

  Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, my figure swiftly fluttered and appeared on his left side. My right hand swung swiftly from left to right, and in an instant... a red gleam over a meter long flashed in my right hand, lightly yet majestically sweeping across the warrior's throat.

  Bang!

  With a dull thud, my strength quickly recovered, and the warrior had suddenly turned into a cloud of black ash, floating and fluttering in the air amidst the trees.

  My figure didn't stop, with the help of the Sand Wailer's cover, I continuously launched attacks on the remaining adventurers. Every time I encountered danger, I would flash to the side of the Sand Wailer and use it to block the enemy's attack before counterattacking.

  With a wave of my right hand, the blood-red chain flashed in my right hand and disappeared, and the last enemy finally died thoroughly at my hands. Looking at the flying dust all over the sky, I felt extremely depressed. What's the end of this kind of life?

  In the last battle, the opponent unexpectedly had two mid-level swordsmen. If it weren't for relying on the Sand Roar Beast as cover, I would have been dead long ago.

  This time I had the Sand Wraith Beast as cover, but what about next time? Will I be so lucky again? A mid-tier Sword Master is absolutely not someone I can resist, even with Gale Blade and Evil God Slash, if it weren't for the fact that two mid-tier Sword Masters' group battle abilities were too poor, I would have definitely died today.

  He let out a sigh of resignation, looked down at his clothes and saw that they had been ruined by the Sand Wailer beast. His entire body was covered in dust, which was highly toxic. It seemed... this set of clothes was beyond repair.

  With a swift flash of movement, I quickly left the battlefield and ran in the direction I remembered. There... was an interval spring eye in the forest, where I should be able to wash up.

  Half an hour later... I crawled out of the water, gazing regretfully at that suit of armor which had been with me for half a year and was now battered beyond recognition. Although it pained me to part with it, if I were forced to wear it again, I would absolutely not be able to bear it.

  After such a long battle, the armor was full of holes everywhere, and now the surface is covered with poisonous sand. Many places have been deformed due to the impact, and it's very awkward to wear.

  Helplessly shook his head, left hand gently grasped, a fist-sized fireball appeared in my palm, lightly swung... The fireball landed on that hard leather armor, instantly... This armor that had accompanied me for more than half a year disappeared from then on.

  Gently opening the space bag, I took out the fiery red robe that my teacher had given me. As the soft fabric fit snugly on my body, I felt so comfortable that I almost moaned in delight. Heaven... how come I hadn't noticed before that this robe was so comfortable?

  In the blink of an eye, I pulled out that dragon-headed staff again, and at the same time, I flipped up the red hat behind me and covered my head with it. Haha... Now I've completely transformed into a Taoist priest! This way, no one should be able to recognize me anymore!

  Wait!

  My whole body shook violently, didn't anyone recognize me? Heaven... why am I so stupid! For more than half a year, I've been wearing that same obvious broken hard leather armor, I can be sure, they recognized me from my appearance, from the beginning to now, I haven't seen anyone with similar attire as me, I... I... I was wronged for half a year!

  It's Friday again in a few days, don't forget that in another day, which is Saturday night at 12 o'clock, my Q&A session will still be held here!