Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

These hundreds were nothing, but they had the ability to attract much more from the deeper parts of the forest. Not to mention if they ended up battling these monkeys, more formidable monsters would show up.

"Let's change our route," William knew how to better deal with these monkeys, and yet he decided against fighting them.

During the past battle, many of his team members got exhausted and wounded. Even with using potions, they only healed most of the wounds, but didn't replenish any spirit power.

No one here was like him. They got their basic and rudimentary techniques to replenish their consumed spirit power. But they needed a longer time than William. And so, the latter decided to give them more time to return to their best shape before getting into another fight.

Taking such a detour cost the team more time without actually moving forward. William didn't care about that and kept watching and listening attentively to the world around.

Even if he spread out five spirit masters to scout and scan the forest up ahead, they wouldn't be able to cover up everything. It was expected to run into few monsters, especially those working and moving solo and not in groups, adept at hiding and attacking sneakily.

During their march, the team members started to grow used to being here. Many didn't venture this deep before into the forest, nor had such a far fetched destination.

After walking for four more hours, the tension over them got slowly lowered. They started to speak among themselves, getting to know each other.

Those who came from the same clan, like Lang's and Peter's spirit masters, got to speak openly with their clansmen.

Slowly they started to speak with others as well, while the big shots kept themselves silent at first, watching others like William did.

Then they began to chat among themselves and with others, making friends with many of the team members here. Sara and Berry got to talk together more than before. From what William saw, the two girls were the same, victims to different unfortunate events.

One was imprisoned for years due to her incurable disease, and the other was living inside the shadow of what happened to her family, to her mother.

The two acted cold to each other before, but as they started to chat together, this ice got broken down slowly, as the two felt they had something in common.

Lang and Peter were already friends. So, it was expected how they casually spoke to each other, even threw a few jokes here and there.

John found himself more distanced from those big names the more they spoke with each other.

He remained all silent until the few he brought over came and talked with him. As these dudes didn't feel the same awkwardness as John, they already befriended lots of other members, and that made John slowly mix in the team.

The only one who truly kept his distance from others, not speaking with anyone at all, was Ibra.

This dude acted aloof. In his eyes, he was just here for William. He only cared about William, not anyone else. The more he thought about the lightning element William used before, the more eager he wanted to unravel all of William's mysteries.

Unfortunately for him, William had to speak up himself or else he wouldn't get to know what this little dude kept hidden from everyone so far.

Ibra felt quite amused by William's actions. He gathered up this bunch of randomly selected disciples and led them far away from the academy.

Not the typical action of anyone he met so far, not the typical attitude of any special spirit master who wanted to gather up others around to make a name for himself in the academy or the clans around it.

It was apparent that William got some kind of grudge towards the dark spirit masters. And yet, Ibra couldn't guess the history behind such a thing.

"Watch out!"

Just as the team kept walking for close to half a day, evading many groups of monsters thanks to the warnings sent in time by the scout team, all of sudden, William's shout came to startle everyone.

They all stopped, got their guard risen up again, looking at him in doubt while seeing him flash forward without any speck of hesitation.

*Clang!*

William's sword just got to hit something less than fifty metres away from one of the bronze team members. A cloud of dust appeared, masking William and whatever he just hit.

"Monster attack!" The next to speak up was Ibra, and that dude wasn't any slow in his actions like William. During all their march, he kept himself quite alarmed and vigilant about the surroundings.

He was the most experienced dude here among everyone, and knew it was impossible to detect all monsters coming using only the five scattered up ahead.

The distance between the two sides grew over seven miles by now. And as they went deeper into the forest, the area these five had to cover grew as well.

Ibra noticed the monster that sneakily approached the team, but he didn't have the same fast moving technique like William.

"Attack!"

"What kind of monster is that?"

"Let's go and kill it first before deciding anything!"

"Don't move a muscle or we all are going to die!"

However, and as everyone got hyped up by this monster's sudden appearance, William's sound reverberated from the middle of the dust cloud, making everyone frown and freeze in their spots.

"It's the Slytherin Worm Land! Don't move a muscle or else we are all going to die!" William's next words landed, making many team members' hearts clench at the spot!

"What is that monster?"

"Never heard of such a Slytherin thing before!"

All the white, and few of the bronze grade members here didn't have a clue about what William said. But the rest knew. And soon everyone knew what they were facing.