"Which sentence?"
At this moment, everyone else had been piqued by his words.
Wei He could not help asking.
"In that bowl of water, there were eighty-four thousand insects," Old Li slowly answered.
"You believed it just from one sentence?" Xie Yan frowned. "It couldn't have been that simple, could it?"
"Of course not." Old Li smiled. "Back then, I was young and hot-blooded, knowing no fear. I found a muntjac and forced that bowl of water down its throat. Not long afterward..."
He sighed and shook his head, as though he still could not believe what he had seen then.
"What happened afterward?" Xie Yan pressed.
"After that..." Old Li's pupils contracted slightly. Even now, he seemed unable to believe the scene he had witnessed.
"At the time, I was at the peak of my strength, full of vigor, my blood and qi at their limit. I had set foot into Bone Forging, and faintly felt that among all martial artists under heaven, I ought to count among the upper ranks."
He sighed once more.
"Unfortunately... after that bowl of water, I understood that I had underestimated the world and been blindly self-righteous."
"You still haven't said what happened to that muntjac," Xie Yan asked again.
The others were also waiting for him to continue.
Old Li nodded. "Less than ten breaths after the muntjac drank the water, its entire body began convulsing. A vast number of dark-red, slender tentacles grew from its fur, while countless tiny red and black insects flew out from its mouth, nose, and ears."
Even recalling it now, he still felt a chill of terror.
"In merely ten breaths, the muntjac's flesh and blood vanished, leaving only a sheet of dry hide. Its breath was gone."
Seeing his expression, everyone's hearts trembled.
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