Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 607 Shocking Change (Part Two)

Spikes, toxins, mud, broken teeth... The thick, tough fur of the human-faced bear was covered with countless debris.

Several intestine-like things were dragged out of the wound on its lower body, trailed on the ground, and left to squirm slowly.

A blood-red river, resembling a small stream, flows down the slope through a forest clearing.

This serious injury...

Driven mad by the blood and wounds, the bear with human faces finally had the idea of ​​escaping.

These powerful and ferocious beasts are inherently quite intelligent.

Assessing the situation and seeking advantages while avoiding disadvantages is its instinct.

The bear with human faces roared, its voice echoing through the mountains and forests. Its front paws left the ground, and it stood upright, its majestic body, like a demon god, reaching the height of a small two-story building.

As the king of this mountain forest, having dominated for many years, it naturally possesses a trump card.

The giant bear leaned its upper body slightly backward, its two huge paws clasped together.

Roar! ! !

The bear with the human face roared fiercely, its gray paws suddenly turning black with a blinding black light, and slammed hard into the ground.

Bang! ! !

A huge earthen dragon suddenly rose from the ground, quickly covering an area of ​​ten meters in radius.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and grass clippings flew everywhere. Before the wolf pack could react, they were slammed into by the three- or four-story-high earthen dragon.

boom! !

A large amount of soil could explode at any moment, engulfing more than half of the wolf pack.

Blood mixed with dirt fell continuously from the sky.

A piercing scream rang out, echoing through the forest.

Of the hundreds of wolves, less than half survived, and the encirclement they formed completely collapsed.

The massive body of the human-faced bear suddenly flashed, charging madly towards the outer perimeter.

Severely injured, it had no will to fight and only wanted to escape back to heal its wounds.

Then, a white figure flashed out.

The sharp canine teeth bit directly into the back of the bear's neck.

The white shadow flashed by and disappeared in an instant.

The bear with human faces seemed to be unharmed and continued its determined charge outwards.

puff!

The major artery was bitten open, and bright red blood gushed out, forming blood fountains that stained the forest red.

At that moment, intense pain struck, and the mournful roar of the human-faced bear echoed through the mountains and forests, causing birds and beasts to scatter.

It wasn't that he was unharmed; the canine tooth was simply too sharp, and even extremely cold. The moment it bit through the artery, the chill froze everything, then flowed through the blood vessels into his heart and lungs, robbing him of all life.

Not long after, the giant bear fell silent and collapsed to the ground with a thud. A layer of mist began to rise from its massive body, wetting its fur.

Just like the huge temperature difference between the inside and outside of the body, a layer of dew appears.

The surviving wolves slowly approached the giant bear's carcass, forming a circle around it and howling softly.

Top-tier ferocious beasts like the Human-Faced Bear have blood, bones, muscles, and so on that are of great benefit to ordinary monsters.

It was a deadly temptation. But not a single wolf dared to be the first to pounce on the corpse.

Then the shadows of the trees swayed slightly.

A pure white wolf with smooth fur, deep blue eyes, and an aura of cold power appeared gracefully.

Its forehead has beautiful ice-blue patterns, as beautiful as an ice flower frozen in a blue iceberg.

Although it is not the largest in the wolf pack, it is about the same size as an average adult black-backed wolf.

But as soon as it appeared, all the wolves lowered their heads and spontaneously made way for it to eat.

Clearly, this is the leader of the pack, the alpha wolf.

The white wolf stared at the human-faced bear's corpse lying in a pool of blood, then at the dead and wounded wolf carcasses scattered on the ground.

His eyes even revealed a human-like sense of reflection and contemplation.

After thinking about it for a long time, it stepped forward and gracefully swallowed the giant bear's heart. After eating, it even knew to lick all the blood clean with its tongue, leaving its fur spotless.

Then, the wolves swarmed in, and that was when they had their chance to feast.

"Xiaoyue, that's already quite good. To win, you always have to make some sacrifices..."

On a tall tree trunk nearby, Han Yi stroked the white wolf's fur and praised it.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that a group of ordinary wolves could grind a human-faced bear to death.

You should know that even if he were to do it himself, it would still take him some time to deal with this human-faced bear.

After all, this is a powerful beast equivalent to a martial arts master with inscription skills.

What surprised him most was not the combined power of the wolf pack.

Rather, it was the spirituality, or intelligence, that Xiaoyue displayed during this process.

With measured advances and retreats, flexibility and aggression, they can combine wolves with different characteristics and strike at different times, launching targeted and organized attacks...

Despite being outnumbered, they outmaneuvered the powerful with a pack of ordinary wolves, wearing down a human-faced bear that could rival a master inscription warrior...

Such tactics, even in the military, would be considered skillful command.

It seems that he understood Han Yi's praise.

Xiaoyue squinted her eyes, raised her limbs, revealing her snow-white belly, and rolled around in Han Yi's palm.

Who would have thought that the once mysterious and powerful leader of the wolf pack would act like a child in front of Han Yi?

"Alright, alright, I know what you mean. I'll make you some honey-roasted beef when we get back."

Han Yi smiled helplessly, picked up Xiaoyue, and examined her closely.

"Hey, you've gotten quite a bit heavier." Through the snow-white fur, it was clear that Xiaoyue had many unhealed wounds on its body, and some of its claws and teeth had just grown back.

During this period, in order to maintain Xiaoyue's basic survival skills in the wild, her fighting instincts, and her killing instincts.

Han Yi cruelly sent Xiaoyue and its pack of wolf cubs into the Black Miasma Mountains to hone their skills and grow stronger.

There is nothing we can do about it.

If you stay at home every day, you'll be well-fed and pampered.

In the end, it might really turn into a silly husky.

However, once placed in the wild, even with Han Yi's secret care, Xiaoyue would inevitably get injured and bleed.

Fortunately, it was all worth it.

Xiaoyue's successful hunt of the Man-Faced Bear proves that Han Yi's efforts were not in vain.

"Now that Xiaoyue has honed her skills enough, she should go home and rest for a while..."

Han Yi hoisted Xiaoyue onto his shoulder and headed towards Qiyun Mountain.

Although there is some miasma in this Black Miasma Mountain Range, it doesn't pose a big problem for Han Yi, whose poison resistance is maxed out.

However, as time went on, Xiaoyue also entered a period of rapid development, and her size gradually increased.

It's a little difficult to hold it in my arms like I used to.

After leaving the miasma-covered area, continue walking forward to find some tea gardens and orchards, and you'll reach the Qiyun Mountain area.

Looking back.

Behind us, miasma, like a sea of ​​clouds, covered the entire mountain range and forest, stretching to the horizon.

"Black Miasma Mountains..."

Han Yi muttered to himself.

He always felt that the Black Miasma Mountains were not simple, but he was too busy to investigate personally. He only had the Shadow Hall people roughly explore the outer area and establish a simple outpost.

"Come and see for yourself when you have time..."

He left with a single sentence and turned to leave.

......

As evening fell, the sky was ablaze with the glow of the setting sun.

By the time Han Yi returned to his residence, it was already sunset.

But when he returned, he found Yang Du standing at the door in a hurry to greet him, as if he had something urgent to attend to.

"what happened?"

Upon seeing Han Yi return, Yang Du calmed down slightly and said urgently, "Master, the sect leader came looking for you just now. He waited for a long time but you didn't come, so he left an urgent letter asking you to go to Huayang City to meet him as soon as possible."

After saying that, he took out a red envelope.

Han Yi took it and examined it carefully. The style, the beeswax, the handwriting—it was indeed left by Zhong Yunxiu.

Upon opening the envelope, his expression gradually darkened.

"Prepare the horses! Notify Xu Chui and Yao Hui to proceed according to the original plan." He left these words and quickly headed towards Huayang City.

……………

Huayang City, Council Hall.

Inside the magnificent and luxurious hall, a thick red carpet covered the floor with several strange patterns. The walls were decorated with exquisite murals and reliefs, and golden floral lamps hung from the ceiling, making the room shine brilliantly.

At the very top of the hall sat a calm and deep-set middle-aged man. He had an ordinary appearance and was not particularly strong, but his pale yellow eyes were very striking.

To his left stood a tall man with a serious expression, exuding authority without anger, and several golden rings on his arms.

To the right stood a smiling old man, wearing a scholar's hat and waving a white feather fan, exuding the air of an ancient scholar. Time passed slowly.

Fang Jiulian leaned down and whispered a few words in Kou Hu's ear.

"Alright, now that everyone's here, let's begin," Kou Hu said, glancing indifferently at everyone in the hall.

The hall was already silent, and his words made the atmosphere even more so.

After a while, seeing that no one spoke, Kou Hu smiled slightly and looked at a person in front of him.

"Brother Ziyang, it's been a long time since our last meeting at Yuanmiao Sect. How are you doing now?"

A man in front of the audience, with flowing sleeves and gentle eyes, looked like a handsome young man.

It was none other than the current owner of Jingtian Manor, Shang Qinglong, Zhao Ziyang.

"...I'm not going to die yet..." he uttered softly.

"Can't die?" Kou Hu laughed heartily. "Brother Ziyang, as expected of a Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) of this dynasty, speaks wittily, far surpassing those other blockheads. A simple sentence carries a lot of wisdom. I, Old Kou, can be said to have absorbed some culture."

"..."

Zhao Ziyang remained silent, not uttering a single word.

Loud laughter echoed throughout the hall, but no one responded. Only Kou Hu's laughter resounded.

He laughed to himself for a while, and then the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

The other seven people sitting next to Zhao Ziyang also had different expressions.

Upon closer inspection, each of these people had their own unique and distinctive clothing and appearance.

Some were dressed in luxurious clothes, resembling noblewomen;

She wore a silver robe like a female knight-errant;

Some were burly like generals; others were pot-bellied like wealthy landowners.

There was a hot-looking dancer;

One was tall and as large as a blacksmith;

He had a dull, old farmer-like face.

Although these seven people dressed differently and had different appearances and temperaments, their strength and auras were also very similar, suggesting that they were practicing the same lineage of martial arts.

They are,

Gongsun Jing of Piaoxueyuan,

Zhong Yunxiu of Jiuquyuan

Jiang Yucheng of Fuguangyuan

Qian Shuo, reprinting institute

Zhang Ruoning of Mingfeng Academy

Yangshiin Sōgo,

Lian Jin, a cinema enthusiast.

These are the famous Seven Heroes of Jingtian. Han Yi stood behind Zhong Yunxiu, expressionless.

He had just returned to Qiyun Mountain when he received a message from Zhong Yunxiu, asking him to come to Huayang City, as something big was about to happen.

When he arrived, he discovered that it seemed to be Kou Hu, the commander of the government army, who had summoned all the branches of Jingtianzhuang to discuss the important matter of jointly governing Huayang City.

'Govern Huayang City? Would Kou Hu be so kind...' Han Yi sneered inwardly.

He sensed something was off from the very beginning of the conference.

However, he could no longer leave.

Seeing the silence of the audience, Kou Hu didn't seem to care and continued, "Yes... to live, to live well... to die peacefully in one's sleep, that's the hope of so many people..."

It's a pity that our brave soldiers, fighting tooth and nail on the front lines, shedding their blood and lives, one second resting, the next their heads severed... When the fighting was fierce, their bodies couldn't even be found, they couldn't even return to their ancestral graves... What hope did they have? Didn't they just hope for peace and tranquility in Yunzhou, for the well-being and happiness of its people? Beyond that, their only small hope was to have enough to eat so they could go back to the battlefield to fight.

At this point, Kou Hu suddenly stood up, looked around, and sighed.

"The stronger the government army, the safer we are. It's such a simple principle... but some people don't understand it. They abandon the greater good for personal gain. Even at a time like this, they are still hoarding grain and meat, only caring about their own small plot of land and those petty profits. Do you think that's right or wrong?"

No one spoke, but gradually they began to understand what was going on.

When Kou Hu arrived in Huayang City, why did he immediately summon all the scattered branches of Jingtian Manor?

They've come to demand money and food!

It was not uncommon for the government troops to exploit the power of various families by squeezing them for food and supplies. Yue Hongying's family had just experienced this recently.

But compared to those wealthy merchants and gentry, the real major grain storers were Jingtianzhuang.

After all, Jingtian Manor was one of the five major powers in Yunzhou before.

Even though it's split now, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and its various resource reserves are something that nouveau riche tycoons can't compare to.

"What, you feel I'm wrong?" Kou Hu's tone turned cold. "When the nation is in peril, everyone, regardless of who they are, needs to contribute. If they're unwilling..."

His tone grew increasingly chilling.

A visible black aura of malevolence gradually emerged from his body.

The malevolent aura intensified, and a black tiger, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, roared to the sky, emitting invisible vibrations.

"Aren't you all afraid of death?" Kou Hu asked sternly. Before everyone's eyes, it was as if they could see the ferocious tiger roaring towards them, rushing towards them, terrifying their minds.

Everyone's face turned pale instantly.

"I... Chongyin Sect is willing to contribute 50,000 shi of grain and a field of top-grade meat to support the government army and fight the enemy." Qian Shuo, the sect leader of Chongyin Sect, dressed as a wealthy man, said helplessly.

He realized that if he didn't produce something today, he wouldn't be able to leave this room.

So even though it was like cutting off a piece of flesh and bleeding inside, he still gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Hmm..." Kou Hu's expression softened slightly upon hearing this.

“My Mingfeng garrison has provided 30,000 shi of grain and two medium-sized meat fields.”

"The Arc Shadow Gate produces 40,000 shi of grain and a top-grade meat field..."

With Qian Shuo taking the lead, the other six had no choice but to speak up as well.