Nights in the forest were exceptionally hard to endure.
That night, Wang Chen never truly fell asleep. He drifted back and forth between wakefulness and drowsiness, remaining vigilant the entire time.
Though his pursuers had not appeared, countless wild beasts lurked within the vast mountains. When night fell, they left their dens one after another to forage and hunt.
Hiding in the tree, Wang Chen could constantly hear beast roars rising and falling around him, distant and near, coming from every direction.
And in the middle of the night, something passed beneath the tree, but the darkness made it impossible to see clearly.
How could Wang Chen possibly sleep peacefully under such circumstances?
It was not until dawn the next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone through gaps in the canopy and fell upon the mountain forest, that Wang Chen climbed down from the tree. After determining the general direction, he continued on his way.
Right now, he urgently needed to find somewhere relatively safe and raise his cultivation and strength.
Only once he had the ability to protect himself could he make his next move.
As for what that next move would be, Wang Chen had yet to decide.
He would cross that bridge when he came to it!
Thud!
The short blade flashed across more than a dozen paces and struck a brightly patterned snake squarely in the head, pinning it dead to a tree trunk.
Wang Chen walked over, seized the snake by the vital seven inches below its head, and pulled out the short blade.
His food had run out the day before yesterday, so he could only rely on hunting to fill his stomach. This wrist-thick patterned snake was neither the first unlucky victim nor the last.
It could only blame its