Outside the Witch God Tower, seven days and seven nights had passed.
"AWOOO!"
A wolf's howl suddenly echoed through the dark and silent Witch God Sacred Land as a Rot Wolf the size of a calf charged in. Fragments of rotten flesh clung to the corners of its mouth, and it reeked of a foul stench. Its ghastly white fangs were bared, dripping with saliva, and its emerald-green eyes shone with an eerie brightness in the gloom.
Fleeing before the Rot Wolf was a young girl, running for her life. It was none other than Nayi.
Yet, there was no fear or panic on her youthful face. Instead, she gritted her teeth, desperately channeling the True Essence within her body to push herself to her Extreme Speed.
But Nayi was only at the Organ Cultivation Stage, and humans were naturally no match for Fierce Beasts in a race. How could she possibly outrun a Rot Wolf at the Peak of Muscle Strengthening?
