In the Forest of Death, dozens of miles away from Zelano City, there was black vegetation everywhere. These plants nourished by death energy were highly corrosive. Any non-undead life form here could suffer the shadow of death at any time.

Shen Yanxiao held the wooden bow in her hand and walked through the dense forest. Without the help of her battle aura, her speed was greatly restricted.

Shen Yanxiao could not imagine that she would become like this one day.

Her strength had returned to her weak state, and the only weapon she could use was a pure wooden bow without any magical cores.

Shen Yanxiao could feel that her body was spontaneously absorbing the little vitality left in the bow. In order to not absorb it too quickly, she could only wrap a thick cloth around her palm to isolate some of her aura.

She did not want her weapon to be scrapped before she could even find a target.

Shen Yanxiao’s current ability was insufficient. She did not want to challenge high-level undead creatures. Even though she had Taotie, this holy beast, sitting in front of her, Shen Yanxiao had already made up her mind. As long as it was not a crisis, she would never borrow the power of Taotie.

Plus, it was not necessarily a bad thing for her to return to zero.

Her previous progress had been too fast. Even though she had been working hard to seize every minute and second to train, she was mostly training in battle aura and magic. She did not have much time to train in her physical skills.

True experts relied on their internal and external strength. Shen Yanxiao’s internal strength was very strong, but her external physical skills had always been lacking. Most of the time, she relied on battle aura and magic to fight head-on with her enemies. Xiu had also mentioned this before. She was an expert in long-range attacks and sneak attacks, but once a strong enemy approached her, her ability to fight back would be limited.

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Right now, Shen Yanxiao no longer had any magic or battle aura to rely on. Now, everything could be resisted by her strong physique.

Shen Yanxiao locked onto her first target, a low-level nightwolf.

Nightwolves were an extremely low-level undead creature. However, nightwolves were accustomed to living in groups. One nightwolf was not difficult to deal with, but they often moved out as a group. At least two or three of them would travel together.

However, Shen Yanxiao discovered that the nightwolf in front of her was wandering around the Forest of Death alone. She carefully observed for more than ten minutes and did not find any other nightwolves nearby. Only then did she relax.

Shen Yanxiao subconsciously picked up her bow and arrow, wanting to shoot the nightwolf.

But the second before she took action, she gave up the idea.

Since she wanted to train up her insufficient physical skills, why should she stick to her Archer profession?

Shen Yanxiao curled her lips and carefully opened her interspatial ring. She placed the wooden bow in and found a dagger made of black iron.

The dagger was extremely sharp, but it did not have much spirituality. It was also one of the weapons Shen Yanxiao could use at present.

“Master, what are you doing?” Crouching in Shen Yanxiao’s body, Taotie noticed her actions and suddenly asked.

“Just finding a little wolf to practice with. Don’t worry.” Shen Yanxiao chuckled, but she felt that her current situation was ridiculous. A low-level undead creature actually had the ability to threaten her life.