"Finally found him!"
After locating Wilson's trail through the bees' eyes, Xiao Yun's gaze sharpened. His powerful spiritual force immediately spread in a straight line toward Wilson.
Whenever Xiao Yun's spiritual force encountered a corpse underground along the way, he would surge forward at incredible speed as if teleporting.
This was not Earth from his previous life. In this ancient Western medieval world, cremation was rare, so corpses could be found almost everywhere.
Even decayed bones would do. Control death, and be reborn through death.
Xiao Yun rapidly shifted positions, teleporting onward.
It was like Naruto's Flying Thunder God, except Xiao Yun relied on corpses rather than specially made kunai.
Within the range of Xiao Yun's spiritual perception, there were simply too many corpses buried underground.
Xiao Yun even felt that with a single thought, he could control these corpses and make them fight for him.
Death—controlling death—this was the true path of a death-type wizard.
Xiao Yun was not, after all, a native of the Wizard World. He had previously been constrained by the habits of the Nine Heavens Continent and had never considered this possibility.
So, in the future, I should seek out the corpses of powerful wizards or Magic Beasts. Then I'll possess an endless supply of formidable combat power. Even sheer numbers could bury my enemies to death, Xiao Yun thought.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The teleportation continued.
Under the surveillance of countless little bees, the distance between Xiao Yun and Wilson's group, including Kamaso, steadily shrank.
Of course, if he merely chased them in a straight line, it would be difficult for Xiao Yun to catch up. After all, Wilson and Kamaso were teleporting as well, and they were no slower than Xiao Yun.
However, Wilson was not fleeing in a straight line either. At times,