A cold gleam flashed.
Two calf-sized Scarlet Wild Boars were cleaved down the middle into four pieces. The Ruyi Hook circled through the air before flying back into Wang Yu's sleeve.
Wang Yu swept his gaze over the dozen or so boar carcasses nearby that had met the same fate. Without even taking the time to collect spirit materials from the demon beasts, he flickered and vanished into the wind.
He had no idea what special innate ability these boars possessed, but his Wind Concealment Technique had failed to fool them, forcing him to reveal himself and unleash a slaughter.
Still, this reminded him that although most low-tier demon beasts posed no real threat, he needed to watch out for those with special innate abilities. Otherwise, a moment's carelessness could leave him taking a nasty tumble at the hands of some low-tier demon beast.
Then again, the Wind Concealment Technique, as an entry-level spell, really was becoming ill-suited to him. When he had the chance, he would have to find a special concealment method or magical artifact.
Wang Yu flew low with the wind, his figure concealed, pondering this as the pale yellow withered branch he had just acquired involuntarily flashed through his mind.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
In a mountain hollow, a murky gray demon wind swept past. Wang Yu's expression changed, and he was forced to reveal himself from within the wind.
Not far away, amid the swirling sand, two broad-shouldered, thick-waisted men of the Demon Race had appeared at some point.
One wore a leather robe much like Stoneclaw's. His face was heavy with brutal-looking flesh, and he carried an enormous bone club in one hand.
The other was bare-chested, with a mouthful of fangs and coarse black hair covering his chest. He