Are You Sure This Isn't Warcraft?

"Lord Wood Emperor, are we going to seek out those Mountain Spirits and water monsters?"

A month had passed since the "Wood Emperor's Manifestation." Over that month, Qing Ming had undergone earth-shaking changes.

After hunting for a month, his poisoned daggers and arrows had allowed him to ambush and kill many fierce birds and beasts he would never have dared provoke before. Even with only a tenth of the gains, his strength had soared rapidly.

From a blind cripple at the third level of the "Witchman" stage, he had leaped straight to the peak of the "Lesser Shaman" stage, no weaker than Qing Ying, who trained everyone.

In a small tribe like the Qing Yi Tribe, with merely tens of thousands of people, the entire tribe had only one Great Shaman. That was the tribe's Shamanic Priest, responsible for worshipping the ancestral spirits and conveying their will.

An expert like Qing Ming, only one step away from the Great Shaman realm, was already among the tribe's foremost powers.

After all, the Qing Yi Tribe had not originally been natives of the Southern Wasteland. They were a tribe that had fled here from the Eastern Wasteland. Their Wood Element Witch Power simply was not mainstream in this fire-oriented Southern Wasteland.

Early that morning, Qing Ming had just left the tribe's encampment, intending to continue hunting and raise his strength as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the Wood Emperor had given him a new task.

"Lord Wood Emperor, our prey is changing to Mountain Spirits and water monsters? Those spirits are not savage beasts. They possess intelligence as well. And they are not evil. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to hunt them?"

Within the primordial wilderness of this world, there were spirits born in accordance with the Heaven and Earth Dao principles.