Although the Wind-Fire Wheel escape technique was extremely fast, activating it not only forced his feet to endure the power of wind and fire, but also made his direction of flight terribly difficult to control because of its sheer speed.
For a short while, he could just barely control it with his powerful mental power. Once he used it for too long, however, he could only let the Escape Technique's momentum carry him along.
Only his sufficiently strong body had saved him. Otherwise, that fall would probably have left an ordinary Qi Refining disciple unable to get back up.
No wonder the steward elder at the Scripture Pavilion had repeatedly stressed, when he chose this escape technique, that it was a technique in which the escape art controlled the user. Its description had also emphasized that only those with powerful bodies could practice it.
Wang Yu grumbled inwardly. He quickly pulled out another talisman and slapped it onto his feet, restoring them completely amid flickering green light. Then he swiftly took a new pair of shoes from his Storage Bag and put them on before turning to look behind him.
This small hill stood at the edge of the mountain range. In the dense forest just beyond that boundary, he could still faintly hear distant booms and sounds of fighting. Clearly, quite a few people were still being hunted by the wolf packs.
Without a doubt, none of those who finally escaped into the mountain range would be ordinary individuals.
But the disciples of the four sects and the Demonic Path Three Sects who had entered the secret realm this time numbered at least fifteen or sixteen hundred. Yet no more than two or three hundred seemed to have appeared in this stretch of dense forest. Had everyone else been