To Evolve, You Need a Cheat

The wind was gentle.

The wind was also savage.

The arrow, seething with Killing Intent, shot into the invisible, colorless gale. It slowed, then veered off course.

At last, the gale carried it...

Smack!

The arrow landed straight in Feng Yunqi's hand.

"You set foot on my land. For that, you die!"

"You attack the Human Race. For that, you die!"

"You harm my comrades. For that, you die!"

With every sentence, Feng Yuqi took a step forward.

By the time he finished the third, he stood before the Seventh-Tier Demon Race warrior.

The demon's face filled with terror.

The moment Feng Yunqi appeared, the demon had known he was no match for him and had been about to flee.

But...

The gale closed around him. He could not take a single step.

He could only watch Feng Yunqi walk toward him.

He could only watch as...

Thud!

The black arrow he had fired plunged into his chest and pierced his heart.

"Urgh..."

The demon gave a muffled groan. His body was finally free, only to topple backward and slam into the ground. He never made another sound.

With the Seventh-Tier Demon Race warrior dead,

Whoosh—

the yellow sand filling the sky went still, then fell to the ground all at once.

The sky was clear again.

Feng Yunqi turned and met the human Martial Artist's eyes.

The Martial Artist said, "That's good."

The Seventh-Tier Demon Race warrior was dead. The other Martial Artists in the Secret Realm no longer had to fear being hunted by him.

Feng Yunqi said, "That's good."

He had made it in time to save a comrade. He had not had to watch another comrade die.

"Captain, I've treated him. His injuries are serious, but they're all treatable. The problem is that he's exhausted