"Retract."
Just as Tang San felt as if his sea of consciousness were about to collapse, Han Yuchen snapped his fingers.
All the pressure vanished in an instant. The night wind brushed his face again, as if everything that had just happened had been nothing but an illusion.
Tang San gasped violently, cold sweat soaking through his back. But to his surprise, after that "crushing" just now, the restless urge for slaughter inside him had miraculously calmed down. It was like a tamed beast, cowering in a corner, not daring to move.
"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Most people go mad from fear, while I chose... to master the abyss."
Han Yuchen sat back down on the recliner and casually took a black stone from his [Dimensional Space], then tossed it to Tang San.
The stone was pitch-black all over, with natural star-like patterns across its surface. It felt icy to the touch, and Tang San could vaguely sense a strange suction force contained within it.
"What is this?" Tang San gripped the stone and felt a cool current of air drill into his meridians through his palm. The murderous aura that had been restless before instantly became incomparably docile.
"A Star Soul-Suppressing Stone." Han Yuchen casually made up a name. (In reality, it was a "Shadow Monitoring Terminal" created by the Star Atlas, with the functions of calming the mind, real-time positioning, and audio recording.) "This thing can help you filter out the impure emotions in your murderous aura. Make it into a pendant and wear it on you. As long as you don't take it off, your Divine Slaughter's Domain won't go out of control."
"This is too valuable..." Tang San knew exactly what this thing meant to him right now.