Back on Lin Hao's side, after using Nirvana Shadow, he ran swiftly toward the rear of the forest. At this moment, he dismissed the Thunder Prison Battle Armor, and his clothes were covered in bloodstains while fresh blood continuously flowed from his mouth.
"My strength and experience are both lacking." Lin Hao forced a bitter smile. Right now, even mentioning the Sword Lord was out of the question; whether he could even survive until tomorrow morning was a problem.
Watching the billowing clouds of dust kicked up by the fierce beasts in the distant forest, Lin Hao wore a grave expression. He dared not drop his Concealment aura, knowing that if the fierce beasts discovered him, he would surely die. Up until now, he had believed that with the system's blessing, he could be invincible in this world. Only through today's battle did he finally understand that while talent was indeed important, combat experience on the battlefield could only be earned through life-or-death struggles time and time again.
Enduring the pain wracking his body, Lin Hao continued to run deep into the forest. Not knowing how long he ran, he finally discovered a secluded cave. Carefully scouting it and finding no aura of fierce beasts, he dove right in. At this point, not only were his injuries extremely severe, but he had also consumed more than half of his spiritual power.
Entering the cave and carefully leaning against the stone wall, Lin Hao felt sleepiness wash over him like a tide, and he soon fell into a deep slumber.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao's clone clearly sensed that the main body's condition was ill. This inevitably caused him to furrow his brows. After running for a long time, the group had no idea how much faster they were moving than when they