Fang Ling ran toward the area deeper in the forest where Hundred-Year Soul Beasts roamed.
He hoped to run into some powerful Soul Beast, or perhaps a human Soul Beast hunter.
Whoever it was, just let something change already!
Within the vast, lush Primeval Forest, another chase unfolded between man and beast.
The man was still the same, but the beast had been replaced by a stronger one.
Fang Ling was truly at his limit.
He had only been in the Star Dou Great Forest for a few days. Aside from the first two days, when he had been doing fairly well with his teachers, ever since he began acting alone, he had done nothing but run for his life.
But he had no choice but to run.
Faced with a Soul Beast whose attacks were off the charts and could kill him with ease, how could Fang Ling dare to stay?
Thus, every encounter ended with him being sent flying.
Seeing that it could not kill him quickly, the Giant Multi-Legged Sky Dragon seemed to have developed a taste for playing around and treated Fang Ling like a ball.
But even while playing, it was crafty, possessing the unique caution and vigilance of a true Soul Beast in battle.
It chased Fang Ling, pressuring him and wearing down his stamina and Soul Power.
After every clash, it would rush in with a chain of Death Swings.
It waited until Fang Ling was exhausted before damaging his weapon.
The results were obvious.
The front half of the gleaming Great Scythe's blade had already snapped off, while fine cracks spread across its thick handle.
The damage to his martial soul also severely wounded Fang Ling. Blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and he could only endure through sheer Warrior's Will.