On a small mound hundreds of miles away from the Ares Village, a fat groundhog was swaying in the warm sun. Just as it was about to lean against a stone to take a nap, an arm suddenly stretched out from the mud beside the stone and grabbed its neck.

With a "crack", the groundhog's neck was broken.

Shui Wuhen, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in dirt, shivered as he crawled out of the pit he had dug. He quickly skinned the marmot, took out its internal organs, stuffed the still warm meat into his mouth, and began to chew it in big mouthfuls.

The delicious gravy flowed into his stomach, and his empty stomach and intestines moved rapidly. Shui Wuhen took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly in ecstasy.

"This damn... place forsaken by God!" Two bean-sized tears flowed from the corners of Shui Wuhen's eyes. He finally forced out these few intermittent words from the deepest part of his throat.

Like Chu Tian, ​​Shui Wuhen's natural power was suppressed and he could not move. His extremely strong and condensed Heavenly Soul was also unable to mobilize any power. What was worse than Chu Tian was that Chu Tian at least retained his physical strength, while Shui Wuhen's physical strength from practicing Heavenly Skills was weakened to the extreme.

At this time, Shui Wuhen's physical strength was less than the level of Ten Dragon Power, which was even worse than those lowest-level Heavenly Cultivators in the Life-Making Realm.

Shui Wuhen was suppressed in all aspects, including his body, magic power, and soul. He was completely transformed into an ordinary person.

During the long rainy season, Shui Wuhen lived a life worse than death.

It was pouring rain, and he had no place to hide from the rain. He could only dig holes in the earth to avoid the rain. But he was the great elder of the Shui family, and he had never done such a thing before. The design of the earth hole he dug was extremely unreasonable. Often when he curled up in it to take a nap, the earth hole was collapsed by the heavy rain.

One long night after another, one long day after another, Shui Wuhen just huddled in the mud and shivered, enduring the hunger and struggling to get through it.

Shui Wuhen never dreamed that he would be forced to eat grass roots and tree bark!

He was actually forced to eat birds that were stiffened by heavy rain, grass snakes that were exhausted by water, and ant colonies he found while digging a hole!

High above, extremely noble, Shui Wuhen, who had been living a life of luxury since childhood, had never known the concept of hunger. After he had achieved success in cultivation, he absorbed the water-attributed spiritual essence between heaven and earth, and he could not feel hunger or thirst for years.

But in this damned God-forsaken land, all his powers were taken away, and his physiological functions returned to the level of an ordinary mortal. He would feel thirsty, hungry, cold, and in pain... During the four-month long rainy season, Shui Wuhen made up for all the hardships he had never experienced in his life.

Fortunately, even though his power was taken away, his physical foundation was still there.

After being exposed to cold wind and rain for four months and going hungry for four months, Shui Wuhen was in a very miserable state. However, he did not get sick or starve to death. He was lucky!

"It's so delicious!" Shui Wuhen licked a trace of groundhog's blood at the corner of his mouth with great aftertaste, then lay on the mound with satisfaction, staring blankly at the blue and distant sky!

"A land abandoned by heaven!" Shui Wuhen suddenly started to cry, "How could I have fallen to this point? Big brother, big brother, you must save me, you must save me! Wuwu, the land abandoned by heaven, where those evil spirits and monsters reside, if I am discovered by them..."

The sound of water splashing was heard, and Shui Wuhen shivered with fear. He quickly raised his butt and crawled into the hole he had just dug yesterday, carefully covering the hole entrance with a bunch of weeds.

On the surface of the lake, more than a dozen huge rafts swayed slowly past, and more than a hundred warriors from the God of War Village on the rafts laughed and cursed loudly.

Suddenly, a War God warrior shook the spear in his hand and stabbed it into the water. A big fish about three meters long was pierced through the head and thrown onto the raft.

The big fish twitched a few times and then became motionless. The warriors of the God of War Village laughed loudly and discussed topics such as whose wife had a big belly, whose baby had gained a few pounds, and how good the hunting harvest was this time.

Shui Wuhen hid in a cave, gritting his teeth as he watched these tall, burly warriors paddling the raft slowly pass by.

He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

"Damn you evil demons, I failed to kill you all back then! I never thought you would reproduce here." Shui Wuhen gritted his teeth and whispered to himself: "When I regain my strength, I will crush you into pieces, wipe out your descendants, and exterminate your bloodline!"

After the raft had gone far away, Shui Wuhen carefully crawled out of the hole in the earth and continued to lie on the mound to bask in the sun.

After four months of cold wind and rain, and four months of being blown by the wind and the grass, Shui Wuhen felt that his body was moldy. He had to get some sun, otherwise he could smell the cold and damp smell on his body!

"I just realized that this water is so disgusting." As the elder of the Shui clan, Shui Wuhen suddenly sighed: "The water in this Forsaken Land is so disgusting... Big brother, big brother, when will you come to save me? I don't know how big this Forsaken Land is. Can you find me?"

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the extremely penetrating sound shook the weeds around Shui Wuhen. Shui Wuhen shuddered with fear and quickly turned around to look at the water in the distance.

A dozen miles away, a strangely shaped wooden boat was approaching quickly.

The wooden boat is about thirty feet wide, but several dozen feet long. The bow and stern are raised high like dragon heads. More than a dozen pairs of oars extend from both sides of the boat, paddling the water surface rapidly, pushing the wooden boat across the water like an arrow.

At the stern, a bronze drum with a diameter of six feet was placed on a wooden frame. A burly man who was over a meter tall, with bronze skin, a bald head, and various strange patterns tattooed on his skin was holding a metal drumstick. After a while, he smashed the bronze drum heavily with the hammer.

With a loud 'bang', countless thumb-sized water droplets jumped up on the water surface around the wooden boat. Several ferocious carnivorous fish hiding underwater and wanting to attack the wooden boat suddenly shook their bodies and exploded into large pieces of minced meat that floated to the surface of the water.

Shui Wuhen frowned as he looked at the wooden boat painted blood red, and subconsciously muttered to himself: "What the hell is this? The evil demons and monsters I saw these days all used the crudest rafts. Where did this wooden boat come from?"

He had just said a word and had not yet had time to run back to the cave behind him when a figure suddenly flashed past on the wooden boat.

A burly figure over ten feet tall suddenly appeared beside Shui Wuhen across the water, and stepped on his back with a huge foot. Shui Wuhen howled miserably, and felt that his internal organs almost burst out of his mouth.