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  Twenty meters!

  At this time, Wang Ting finally saw clearly the appearance of the attacker.

  Just as he had heard from Zhou Guangming, the elf was a darling of heaven and earth, a pet that anyone would want to have. Its delicate body, beautiful face, and those pitiful eyes were enough to make anyone want to hold it in their arms and dote on it.

  However, seeing the elf in front of him retreat at a speed that was not inferior to his own, and restringing his bow and arrow as he retreated, Wang Ting did not have any sympathetic thoughts.

  This sprite's physical strength is not even comparable to that of a high-ranking swordsman, only equivalent to the peak of a mid-ranking swordsman. However, she possesses unparalleled archery skills and has agility far surpassing that of a mid-ranking swordsman. Moreover, being in her home territory, she has an uncanny familiarity with the forest environment. In this situation, not only can she utilize her speed advantage to maintain a 20-meter distance from the royal court at all times, but she can also attack again while ensuring this distance.

  With one breath, a new round of attacks will be launched from this delicate body once again!

  "Pupil Sword Technique!"

  Wang Ting's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp and piercing light, like a divine sword that pierced through the soul, suddenly slashing into this spirit's spiritual world.

  A sword of spiritual power was formed and suddenly slashed into this elf's spiritual world, about to pierce through her spiritual world in one go.

  However, the spiritual attack that was originally unstoppable had no obvious effect at this moment. The spirit world of this elf was surprisingly solid. Although her spiritual power was not strong, it was only at the level of a third-tier spiritual practitioner, but her heart was firm and unaffected by any external spiritual forces. The Spiritual Shock's Sword Technique, which had just cut into her spiritual world, was immediately shattered by a magnificent divine shadow that she had imagined.

  "Sacrilegious people will surely suffer divine punishment!"

  A pained snarl escaped the sprite's lips as it swiftly shot out a sharp arrow from its hand.

  "Hmm!?"

  Wang Ting's skull slightly tilted, letting the arrow pass by, and his eyes suddenly gleamed with a fierce light!

  "Spiritual Secret Art - Thunder Realm!"

  "Rumble!"

  The sixth-order spiritual degree, compared to the third-order spiritual degree, ultimately occupies an absolute advantage. Although this spirit's will is extremely firm, when faced with the mental secret technique impact of the sixth-order spiritual degree, in an instant, her spiritual world was shattered. Her retreating figure was like a kite with a broken string, directly crashing down and heavily smashing onto the ground. The force that was flung out sent her rolling several meters away.

  "Hiss!"

  Taking advantage of the moment, Wang Ting's figure swiftly leapt out, like a living sword with its sharp edge stabbing down, directly piercing her slender small leg that was exposed outside, the sword tip entering the ground, nailing her entire person to the earth.

  "Hmm!"

  A pained grunt escaped the spirit's lips, but it persisted in not uttering a word, its gaze at Wang Ting filled with icy coldness and hatred.

  But Wang Ting didn't pay attention to her and soon sized her up from head to toe.

  "No water bottle, no dry rations, not many arrows, and the friction between his shoes and the ground is not obvious. His clothes don't have any wind or dust on them, and there's a faint scent of something that was washed recently. This branch should be some kind of identity token. Indeed, it's likely that there's a tribe nearby, and it's probably not far from here. This spirit should be able to return to the tribe at any time, so he doesn't carry many supplies on him."

  The king muttered to himself, and every sentence he spoke added a bit of terror and anger to the sprite's eyes. Especially when he was certain that there must be a sprite tribe nearby, the sprite finally couldn't bear it and shouted in a delicate voice: "You invaders, desecrators! The great goddess will one day bring down divine punishment and let you fall into hell forever. Your country, your mainland where you live, will also sink into the sea under the goddess's anger and fall into endless suffering."

  Wang Ting didn't notice the sprite, any creature when attacked will instinctively retreat in the direction of its own tribe, this is an instinctive reaction, based on the direction that sprite retreated earlier, he had already vaguely inferred the location of the sprite's tribe.

  "Boom!"

  The female elf, who had been pinned to the ground by Ruo's sword, suddenly moved her body and a dagger appeared in her hand. With an unbelievable speed, she stabbed towards Wang Ting's heart.

  However, her attack had not yet landed on Wang Ting's body when the sword was suddenly drawn out and with one stroke sent the dagger flying while also grazing her delicate white neck.

  Blood splattered everywhere, and this elf fell down with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, his body quickly losing its vital energy.

  "Sacrilegious person......"

  Wang Ting thought of the relevant historical mission mentioned by Zhou Guangming in his mind.

  Swordsman-level mission, collect Star Crystal, collect Undead Flame, collect Heart of War, collect Seed of Light...

  Sword Master-level task, collect Water of Life, collect Soul Core, collect War Totem...

  And the Sword Saint-level mission even includes cutting down the Tree of Life and destroying the Undying Temple...

  Through these tasks, Wang Ting soon came to a conclusion.

  "Divine Battle..."

  "This is a war of faith!"

  "Although this statement is not very reasonable, however, it can already be vaguely judged that the ruler of the Divine Sword is constantly eliminating other divine forces and temples in this world. The spirit tribe I am targeting now, the goddess behind them is one of the conquered gods."

  After a moment of contemplation, Wang Ting had already grasped the essence of these temple tasks.

  It's just that it feels a bit strange, isn't the temple supposed to spread faith? But why is it that the Lord of the Sword, apart from descending upon countries with a population of over a million, doesn't have any temple personnel or anyone coming to disseminate teachings and collect faith for him?

  Moreover, the cultivators of this world, although they have great respect and admiration for the Lord of the Divine Sword Palace, do not reach the level of fanaticism or devotion. Instead, in their hearts, they mostly feel gratitude towards His Majesty, the Lord of the Divine Sword Palace.

  Wang Ting shook his head and did not pursue this matter further.

  What should be done now is to find the tribe of this spirit, and from their tribal temple, seize a large number of star crystals, complete the task, and get the heavenly material treasure reward.

  Following the normal way, it would take at least three to five years for him to cultivate into a high-ranking swordsman. However, if he could obtain corresponding treasures or even the Elf tribe's most precious treasure, the Water of Life, this period would be shortened without limit.

  With that in mind, Wang Ting's figure once again darted through the forest, swiftly heading in the direction he had guessed.

  This time, with a clear plan in place, he was extremely cautious as he walked, his sixth sense heightened to the limit. He was like a stalker in the forest, silently closing in on the spirit tribe, waiting only for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow once he had pinpointed their exact location.

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