Cranial Surgery

Bite, swallow, hide.

Li Ziran skillfully made use of the Spotted Snake's traits. Before the Skeleton could react, he vanished completely beneath the sand.

He had transformed into a Wasteland Striped Snake. It could travel through the surface layer of sand without needing sight, relying on faint sensations from its tongue to distinguish direction.

Sand constantly scraped against his scales as Li Ziran frantically twisted his waist, desperately fleeing the battlefield.

After all, he had a treasure swallowed in his mouth.

He had no idea how long he burrowed through the sand. Only when he could no longer feel the vibrations did he slowly emerge from the earth.

This was still the Wasteland. Far in the distance lay the ruins of an Ancient City, but there were no roads in sight. Clearly, no merchant caravans passed through here. It should have been an abandoned place.

Li Ziran let out a sigh of relief. Places without a trace of human habitation suited him best. He hurriedly spat out the Frog, returned to human form, tied it up with a red cord, and hung it from his waist. Seeing it lively and kicking, he chuckled happily.

"Not dead!"

Remembering the battle just now, his heart still trembled with lingering fear. Cavis was clearly a huge pit.

Cavis had brought this upon himself, but Li Ziran could not be sure. Cavis was no weakling; perhaps he had wanted to catch some spiritual nourishment.

There was simply too much mutual deception in the Wasteland. Still, Li Ziran preferred to stay far, far away from battles like that.

As for the three girls, he could only apologize. In such a perilous situation, casting Transformation Spell once had already been his absolute limit.

Perhaps if luck was on his side, they would meet again someday, and