As night fell, Murong An lay on the bed that Xiao's mother had so kindly prepared for him, covered with a brand new quilt, and gradually fell asleep.
Everything was quiet. After confirming that everyone in the house was asleep, the man who was originally sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his sharp eyes, sat up, and sat cross-legged in meditation.
The condition inside Murong An's body was not as good as it seemed at this moment. The spiritual energy in his body was chaotic, and his spiritual power was always in a state of confusion. He had to focus all his attention on controlling the raging spiritual power in his body.
Ever since the last battle with that higher-level creature, the spiritual energy and dark elements in his body, which had been in balance, began to riot, causing him to lose consciousness and fall into the reservoir. Fortunately, the red spider lily entered his body in time and continuously supplied dark elements into his body, which controlled the disordered breath in his body and prevented him from exploding and dying due to the chaos of spiritual energy. However, he also fell into a coma.
He crossed his legs and carefully checked the condition of the red spider lily in his body. He found that the little guy had fallen asleep just because he output too many dark elements at once. Only then did he feel relieved.
He began to examine his body carefully again, but found a serious problem. He saw that in his dantian, half of it was swirling with black gas, and the other half was swirling with white gas. The two gases collided with each other from time to time, causing the entire dantian to vibrate, and his meridians also twitched with pain due to the vibration.
"Half-human, half-dark creature..."
He muttered to himself, remembering what the higher dark creature said that day.
Indeed, he is now more like a half-human, half-dark creature. His body has been more than half invaded by dark matter. After thousands of years of invasion by dark matter, the dark matter has gradually integrated into his body, his dantian, and his meridians.
He couldn't help but recall the almost blurry memory. Thousands of years ago, dark matter invaded the real world, and the spiritual energy in the real world gradually revived. Because of the connection between spiritual energy and dark matter, the channel between the two worlds was opened, and dark matter invaded the world in an all-round way. People at that time were completely unable to resist the dark creatures that were hundreds or thousands of times stronger than humans. Humans became the cattle and sheep of the dark creatures. Countless humans with talent for cultivation were kept in captivity by advanced dark creatures just for the spiritual cores and spiritual energy in their bodies.
Ultimately, humanity chose destruction, destroying all spirit cores and abolishing all spiritual energy. He was the most powerful cultivator at the time. To close the passage between the real world and the dark world, it was decided that he would take all the spirit cores into the dark world and seal the passage with himself. He, however, slept in the gap for thousands of years.
During these thousand years, at the beginning, he could still compete with dark matter because of his abundant spiritual energy, but as time went on, he began to lose strength, and his spiritual energy was absorbed more and more by the dark creatures. His body became weaker and weaker, and an endless stream of dark creatures were constantly attracted to him. To dark matter, he was like a lamp in the darkness, a pool of water in the desert, and a plate of meat in front of a hungry and dizzy person.
Finally, when he was about to give up, a field of red spider lilies suddenly grew in the place where he was sealed. These red spider lilies absorbed the dark creatures and dark matter nearby, and then transported the dark matter to him. His body gradually adapted to the dark matter, and could actively absorb the nearby dark matter and convert it into his own use. This allowed him to persist for thousands of years.
Murong An waved his hand, and a red, palm-sized flower of the other shore appeared in his originally white hand.
At this time in Xiaojia Village, a tall man with a high nose, square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and three white scars on his left cheek carried a bloody wild boar on his shoulder and threw it in front of the village chief. The wild boar's face was staring with bloodshot eyes, and its big mouth full of fangs was wide open, as if it was going to pounce and bite in the next second. If people didn't know that the wild boar was dead and its whole body was stiff, if they saw it, they would be scared and scream.
The village chief looked at the hunter in front of him, held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly: "No one saw him on the road, right? There's blood everywhere, be careful not to scare the villagers, the elderly and children can't stand being scared!"
The ferocious-looking man grinned, a grin that revealed a touch of naiveté. He scratched the back of his head sheepishly, and the sense of oppression he initially felt due to his height gradually lessened. "Village Chief, look at what you said. Am I such a careless person? I chose this time to come back because I knew everyone would be asleep by then!"
The village chief, who was woken up in the middle of the night, growled angrily, "You know everyone's asleep, but don't you know I'm asleep too?! Are you doing this on purpose?!"
"Village Chief, don't be angry. I brought you a sample late at night. Let's study these animals contaminated by dark matter and teach the young men in the village school so that they will run away quickly the next time they encounter similar creatures."
The village chief hit the man with his cane and cursed, "Aren't you afraid of scaring them?"
"Hehehe, they need to see it too. They'll need to practice it later! You can't always protect them like a hen protecting her chicks!"
"What nonsense are you talking about! There are only a few of those little guys who can even get started. How can we deal with them? Oh, except for this one," the village chief said, kicking the wild boar at his feet and said, "Have you dealt with all the others?"
"Don't worry, I've opened them all up and checked them. I think it was just a short time ago, so there's nothing inside. I've also taken care of all the bodies."
The village chief nodded and said, "Alright, go back to sleep. I'm an old man and I can't stand it any longer. Come back."
The village chief said this and turned to walk back home. The hunter also returned home with his hounds, who had just been squatting or lying down obediently.
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