Wei Yuan’s severed left leg had already been reduced to ashes, meaning this portion of his cultivation of his primordial spirit was effectively lost. He did not know where the shadowy flame came from, but it was so potent that it had burned off his entire left leg in just the span of breaths, leaving him no time to even save it. However, the daggers were currently resting within his Dao Foundation. He would have plenty of time to study them once he returned.

At the moment, a palm-sized sprout was flashing above Wei Yuan’s head and radiating intense vitality into his left leg. At its center, a leaf resembling a shadowy silhouette was turning slowly, as if observing the world.

Though the One Wonder Treasure Tree was still a sapling, it had been formed from the fruit of the Seven Wonders Exquisite Treasure Tree and thus boasted immense vitality restoring powers. Already, Wei Yuan’s new left leg was regrowing—not by gradually expanding from small to large, but by first outlining the complete shape of the leg before filling it in bit by bit.

In Wei Yuan’s perception, he could only move his left leg slightly at the moment. It also possessed no strength whatsoever.

This hill looked like a suitable spot. Just as Wei Yuan was about to rest there and wait for his left leg to heal, he suddenly sensed something. He looked and saw several figures taking shape atop another hill. The moment the female Shaman appeared, she fixed him with a cold stare, eyes brimming with such intense killing intent it threatened to spill over.

Wei Yuan tensed up a little. Persistent specter—how did she always manage to...