Chapter 599 Because It Saw My Happy Memory

After forcibly sending all the tribesmen away under the authority of the old grandmother, Qingcao stood alone at the entrance of the cave with a bow in his hand.

The scorching temperature distorted the cold air, and faint flames rose from her body.

The little old lady who was thin and skinny a few minutes ago straightened her bent back again, her shriveled muscles bulged again, and powerful energy and blood flowed throughout her body, showing a sense of vigorous power.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her prime years when she was at the peak of her strength.

Amidst the dense sound of popping beans, even the body that had shrunk due to the decline of qi and blood in recent years began to grow taller again, and the long snow-white hair fluttered behind him, and the originally gray hair had long disappeared without a trace.

But there was no crystal clear feeling on her long hair which was as white as snow.

The strong and vigorous qi and blood also have some superficial strengths but are actually weak inside.

This energy and blood that brings people back to their peak has no source.

It is water without a source and duckweed without roots.

It is like a cluster of flowers blooming in the dark night.

But it will completely wither in a very short period of time.

Feeling the power that was more powerful than the peak in the past surging in his limbs and bones, Qingcao's face, which had regained its youthful and beautiful appearance, did not have the slightest smile.

On the contrary, it is extremely serious and solemn.

She knew it in her heart.

Forcibly restoring qi and blood in this way is just a false prosperity and cannot be maintained for too long.

Once their combat effectiveness declines and they are unable to hold out for their tribe long enough, everyone in the tribe will face a catastrophe.

The beast that is gradually approaching is undoubtedly the most ferocious beast.

It might even be the terrifying existence called the Demon King that his father's father mentioned when he was a child.

It is an extremely powerful creature that far surpasses the beast-blood warrior.

Ordinary ferocious beasts would not be able to survive even a breath in front of it.

With just a wave of his hand, he can change the landscape of the sky and the earth, and even destroy a large forest within his sight and turn it into a dead zone.

And what about yourself?

He was just a lucky guy who had taken a magical fruit by chance when he was young.

This fruit changed his body, brought him a strange flame, and made him advance rapidly on the road to becoming a beast-blood warrior, becoming more powerful than anyone in the history of the tribe.

Even his son Dashan, whom he was proud of, would not be his opponent if his energy and blood had not declined.

Even if I burn the essence of my life and force myself to return to the peak, how long can I last?

Qingcao didn't have the slightest confidence in being able to defeat the attacking being that looked like a demon king.

She roared in frustration and encouraged herself.

He drew his bow and shot another arrow with all his strength.

The arrow streaked across the night like a meteor, illuminating the fog-shrouded land and revealing the master who caused all this.

It was a statue so tall that people could hardly see its face clearly. It was at least twenty or thirty meters high, and its body was covered with thick fog, which continued to cover the darkness in all directions.

Qingcao keenly noticed that any plant covered by the thick black fog would wither in a very short time.

Wherever it passed, all flowers, birds, fish and insects became silent.

She watched helplessly as a grasshopper, full of life, jumped high, trying to escape the covered area.

But unfortunately, he was shrouded in thick black fog while escaping.

Then, within a few breaths, the grasshopper's body fell to the ground like a sculpture, shattered like pottery, and completely turned into a pile of yellow earth that fell to the ground.

What is this!

Qingcao's pupils shrank and he was horrified.

The feeling of fear suddenly rose, and the biting cold continued to spread around the body.

Even though the fire of life from within the body was burning desperately, it was still swaying like a candle in the wind, and the flame became increasingly dimmer.

Damn it, this guy must be responsible for the early arrival of winter!

The prey did not disappear, but were killed directly by it in such a strange way!

What kind of power is this!

A pair of wheel-sized, light yellow eyes were like two other bright moons in the sky, looming in the depths of the black fog.

The rest of the body was obscured by darkness, so hazy that it was impossible to see what it looked like.

One could barely make out a huge outline, with what seemed to be many thick tentacles swaying around the body.

At this moment, Qingcao could clearly feel his hair standing on end.

She's been targeted by some apex predator!

"kill!"

Qingcao shouted again, dispelling some of the fear in his heart.

This time, three arrows were placed on her bone bow at the same time.

"Bang!"

With the sound of a bowstring, three arrows were shot at once.

The three arrows were wrapped in a high temperature that was more than ten times hotter than before, and shot towards one of the "bright moons" in a triangular shape.

The arrow was so fast that it exceeded the speed of sound, tearing the air with a sharp whistle and dragging three dazzling flames in the dark night.

“KANG!”

The three arrows hit at the same time, but made an extremely discordant sound.

Qingcao saw that the three arrows he had shot with all his strength exploded the moment they hit the opponent's body, like three balls of fire exploding in the air.

Not only did these three arrows fail to cause any harm to the opponent, but they also angered him.

A sharp scream echoed through the night sky.

An overwhelming and ferocious force spread out, and the thick fog swept across like a shock wave, suppressing the green grass.

The moon-like eyes stared straight ahead in the dark night, and the ferocious look turned the pressure of its own life into substance, making Qingcao feel as if it was hit by something heavy, and it couldn't help but groan.

She only felt her vision blurred and her breathing was difficult.

The world was spinning around me and I almost fell down.

"Not enough time."

"How could I fall like this!"

“My people still need me.”

"The kids still need me!"

Qingcao picked up the bone spear that Bones had not taken away in his hurry from the ground, stood up awkwardly, and wiped the area under his nose.

The sticky, warm liquid covered the back of my hand.

You don't need to look at the grass that has fought for most of your life to know that it is blood.

It's my own blood.

Although I don't know why I was injured, it doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is to buy enough time for the tribe members so that the tribe can continue!

"You damned beast!"

Qingcao, with blood all over his face, raised his bone spear, his eyes revealing unprecedented determination and ferocity, and he staggered and ran towards the direction of the monster.

One step forward and the ground cracked.

Qingcao's nimble body leaped forward dozens of meters, completely enveloped in the materialized orange-red flames.

The cold is being dispelled and the thick fog is being ignited.

The earth shrouded in darkness was once again reflected in its original color!

At a certain moment, Qingcao's whole body strength burst out instantly, and he jumped dozens of meters high.

At the highest point, she grasped the bone spear with both hands and pulled it downward. The flames behind her formed a jet-like existence, pushing her body downward at a faster speed. She aimed at the round yellow eyes like a full moon and suddenly thrust the bone spear in her hand out fiercely.

"Give me back my son and the lives of my people!"

Tears of blood slid out from the corners of his eyes and were burned away by the blazing flames.

The moment he thrust the bone spear in his hand, the past few decades of his life kept revolving before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.

Her father and partner died in battle, her mother died of a serious illness, her tribesmen starved to death due to lack of food, and the tribesmen who surrounded her and shivered in the winter.

"Mother, wait for me. I will lead us all to hunt enough food!"

"I will never let my people go hungry!"

"Haha! Of course I'm confident. My luck has always been pretty good! I'm sure I'll catch a lot of prey!"

Everything was frozen in time thirty-two days and nights ago, when Xiaoshan made the bold statement before leading the team out.

Qingcao's vision was blurred by blood and tears, and the flame on his body continued to weaken as his life gradually came to an end, and was about to go out.

The powerful body that was once strong enough to split mountains and rocks and shoot arrows that could kill ordinary beast-blood warriors in seconds shriveled up again.

The bark-like, shriveled, wrinkled skin reappeared, and in just a few seconds the grass became older than it had been before sunset.

She was like a piece of dead wood that was about to burn out, holding on with all her might.

So that the tribe can escape safely.

Also for that almost impossible hope in my heart.

The flames dimmed, and the roar of the beast filled with tremendous ferocity shook the night sky.

The black fog thickened again and spread towards the small illuminated cave.

All hope and beauty were quickly taken away in the darkness, and the temperature, which had previously risen, dropped sharply again.

In this inner torment, the grass resisted and persisted.

After an unknown amount of time, the light on her body had dimmed to the point where it was almost undetectable.

The bone spear in his hand had long since disappeared.

Qingcao half-knelt and curled up in the darkness, struggling to raise his head.

But she couldn't do it after all.

Her dying life and aging body no longer allowed her to unleash a fiercer flame in desperate situations like she did in her youth, picking up her bow to shoot the attacking enemies.

At the last moment of her life, she seemed to have finally accepted her fate.

A long sigh came from her old throat.

"Mountain"

Once the anger in his heart was released, his whole spirit and energy collapsed instantly.

Qingcao fell to the ground, her body seemed weightless.

His cloudy eyes stared blankly at the dark night sky, gradually losing focus.

At the last moment of her life, she seemed to vaguely see her son Xiaoshan falling from a high altitude beside her, picking her up and saying something anxiously.

It also seemed as if he saw a towering figure hanging high above the sky, with golden light shining all over his body, like a sun rising in the desperate night, dispelling all the cold and darkness, and turning the night into day with his own power.

Eight words subconsciously emerged in Qingcao's mind.

Mediate the destiny and reverse yin and yang!

She didn't know and didn't understand what it meant.

Her already blurred consciousness could no longer support her to continue thinking.

How could there be someone on this continent who is so powerful?

Perhaps this is the illusion I will have before I die.

My father once said that before everyone dies, they can see the beautiful scene they most want to see in their life, and after death, people will go to a warm heaven without winter.

There, everyone can have enough to eat without having to worry about being attacked by ferocious beasts.

It would be better to die like this.

My life is so tiring.

It would be nice to be reunited with my husband, parents, and my own son in that world.

It's the suffering of his daughter-in-law.

In her trance before falling into darkness, Qingcao heard a familiar voice calling her.

"Mother!"

"Mother."

Qingcao felt like she had a very long dream and slept a peaceful sleep that she had not had since the death of her father and mother.

In her dream, she dreamed that she went to the beautiful country described by her father and reunited with her family members who had long passed away.

It was like spring there, without nights and cold, without ferocious beasts and fighting. There was endless barbecue and fruit to eat every day, and plenty of salty stones to lick.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt as if she was back in the tribe's cave.

The gentle and warm sunlight fell on her body, making her feel warm all over and comfortable all over. It seemed that all her old illnesses had completely disappeared, and she felt indescribably happy.

A tall man with an extremely strong figure and heroic posture was standing sideways and telling something with a lively expression on his face.

"Let me tell you, that thing from last night should be called the Nightmare Beast. In your language here, it should be called the Nightmare Demon King."

"What is a nightmare? That's not important. All you need to know is that this thing hunts through illusions. Any creature whose mental will is inferior to its will will be enveloped by the dark nightmare that spews out of its body and dragged into the dream of death."

"How to avoid it? Good question. Just be careful to hold your breath and don't inhale the dark nightmare, that is, the mist it releases. That thing will paralyze the brain—don't ask me what the brain is, it's the thing inside your forehead."

"Once you are invaded by the dark nightmare, it will constantly devour your beautiful memories, gradually shrouding your heart in darkness and leaving you with no hope."

"Can you escape if you have strong enough willpower? Unfortunately, no. But there is no doubt that strong willpower can help you hold on a little longer."

"For example, your grandmother is incredible. I don't know how she did it. She's obviously very weak, but she managed to hold off the Nightmare Beast for an entire hour. It was so pissed when I first arrived, haha!"

"But this thing is both strong and weak. For example, it's useless during the day, and the Nightmare Beast can only release Dark Nightmares at night."

"This kind of illusion-playing monster is really useless. Any beast-blooded warrior can kill it. Or if your mental strength is stronger than its, then it won't be able to do anything to you."

"You ask me how I eliminated it?"

"Actually, I didn't do anything. I just noticed its attack method and wanted to test its limits, so I released my happiest memory for it to see. Then it scared itself to death."

"So you don't have to be afraid at all. This thing is very embarrassing."

"Of course it's true, Xiaoshan can testify for me!"

"Want to learn skills from me? Sure, that's no problem, but I need to get to know your situation better first. Your current training method has too many drawbacks and must be improved."

"Just like this chick. She clearly possesses the power of the Nirvana Fire within her, making her a natural nemesis against Nightmare Beasts, yet she's practically exhausted her own lifespan playing around. This is a complete waste of... uh... a waste of things."

"I, Lu Wenwu, promise that as long as you learn my techniques, you can easily kill flawed garbage monsters like Nightmare Beasts. Huh? You're awake!"

(End of this chapter)