The forest stretched into the distance.
Ye Chen leaned against a large tree, panting heavily.
Though Lin San was stronger in a fight, he couldn't match Ye Chen when it came to running away. After three or four days of evading him, Ye Chen had finally shaken him off.
"Pick a fight with me!"
Ye Chen curled his lip in disdain, a hint of pride in his expression.
He was a man who had survived for over half a year while tens of thousands of Long Aotian's men hunted him down. How could a mere Lin San possibly catch him?
Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!
The bushes suddenly shook, and something rustled within them.
"Who's there?!"
Ye Chen sprang to his feet in alarm, afraid Lin San would leap out of the bushes.
But it wasn't Lin San. A badly injured man appeared instead. He was covered in blood and looked terrifying, his breath so faint that he seemed to be on the verge of death.
"Senior Brother Ye..."
The injured man seemed to recognize Ye Chen. He staggered toward him.
"You know me?!"
Ye Chen furrowed his brow and went over to support him. "Are you an outer disciple from the Immortal Alliance here for the assessment? Who did this to you?!"
"Those adventurers..."
The injured man spoke in short, hurried breaths. "I found a cave fifty li to the east. There's ten-thousand-year-old Immortal Spirit Marrow inside, but a demon beast is guarding it. I couldn't handle it alone, so I went to look for other senior and junior brothers to help. But I accidentally let it slip, and those adventurers found out. They tried to capture me and force me to reveal where the Immortal Spirit Marrow was. I fought with all my might and only just broke through their