The early morning mist dispersed from the forest. Mubai sat cross-legged on a huge rock and slowly opened his eyes, with a look of tiredness in his eyes.
In front of Mu Bai, lay the corpses of more than a dozen low-level monsters with their heads separated.
In this environment of jungle law, as a weakling, the only fate is to be hunted. Only through such long-term hard training can Mu Bai's strength and will be better tempered.
After walking down the rock, Mu Bai pulled out the dragon-slaying knife inserted in front of him, put it on his shoulder, and continued walking deeper into the mountains.
The deeper you go, not only does the path become more difficult to walk on foot, but the strength of the monsters also becomes higher and higher.
The seventh day into the Myron Mountains.
Mubai has penetrated more than 400 miles into the Myron Mountains, surrounded by towering trees that block the sun. In this ancient forest, dangers are everywhere. Even if Mubai wants to find a place to drink water, he will encounter a sneak attack from a level 4 monster.
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The process of penance is long and lonely, and you are fighting against monsters all the time.
Gradually, Mubai no longer felt the nervous and excited feeling he had when he first entered the mountains. He felt like a wild beast, participating in the game of hunting and being hunted in the forest.
He follows the rules, his expression is tense, and he is always filled with a sense of oppressive crisis. Maybe if he is not careful, he will be killed by the monster.
"In the past two days, we have been attacked by three level five monsters. This kind of monster is very good at concealing its aura. It is really dangerous."
Mu Bai, who looked tired, walked to a giant tree and sat down to rest. He sighed and looked down. He saw that the clothes on his chest were torn to pieces by the claws of the monster. There were three deep wounds.
It was left on Mu Bai when the three fifth-level monsters attacked him. Mubai almost brushed with death in those three battles because they were lower-level fifth-level monsters and were much more powerful than Mu Bai.
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No matter how dangerous the situation was, he never summoned a giant dragon or fought a holy beast, otherwise this penance would be meaningless.
Leaning against the tree trunk to rest, Mubai's tense nerves did not relax at all. He licked his chapped lips. His stomach was extremely hungry. He had not eaten anything all day long from morning to evening.