Yin Wood Divine Thunder, Taking Foundation Establishment Head-On

Xu Yuan threaded through the dense forest. To avoid detection, he still kept all his spiritual energy and blood spiritual energy sealed, relying solely on his flesh and his two traits.

Rather than fleeing in a straight line, Xu Yuan constantly changed direction, using the complex terrain and thick vegetation to conceal himself.

With his perception of his surroundings, he always landed precisely on exposed roots, rocks, or thick moss, keeping his footsteps as quiet as possible.

Meanwhile, his Green Wood Sacred Body operated at full strength, making his aura almost indistinguishable from the surrounding plants, as though he were an ancient tree in human form moving at speed.

Yet that chilling presence behind him clung like a maggot burrowed into bone, neither drawing closer nor falling farther behind.

Somehow, the Netherbright Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator had stopped relying on brute-force, wide-ranging sweeps of his spiritual sense, yet seemed to have vaguely locked onto Xu Yuan's lingering aura.

I can't keep running. He doesn't know this area as well as I do, but the gap in our cultivation is too great. He'll catch up sooner or later.

Xu Yuan's mind raced as he scanned his surroundings.

Over the past six months, he had not devoted himself solely to cultivation and hunting. He already knew the terrain, beast distribution, and dangerous areas for hundreds of li around like the back of his hand.

That's it.

An idea struck, and Xu Yuan veered off in another direction. A short while later, a marsh shrouded in pale purple mist appeared ahead.

Countless brightly colored, orchid-like plants grew in the marsh, and a cloyingly sweet, strange fragrance drifted through the air.

This was the Toxic Miasma Marsh, home to vast numbers of rotvenom leeches and seven-colored miasma frogs. Their poison could corrode spiritual power