Waiting for the Prey

After watching for a while and seeing no movement on the sea, Chen Chuan stopped paying attention and returned to his food.

Once he had finished the entire pot of stew, a full, abundant warmth rose through his body.

He cleaned up his utensils. As the sky gradually darkened, he had Zhao Ming stay nearby while he went to the other side and began his training for the night.

Whatever was in the sea, if it was on his level, it would not come looking for him at night unless it was a demon or something like the thing across the water.

Night was no friendlier to the creatures of the Convergence Zone. It transformed them into something closer to the spiritual world.

For ordinary creatures, the change was temporary. They returned to their original forms when the spiritual world receded. But creatures that had reached a certain level possessed spiritual power of their own.

To keep their minds from being tainted, they had to resist the change. Otherwise, after becoming highly mutated, they would merge into that world.

Creatures at that level lacked the secret techniques and skills of Fighters. If they managed to remain stable over long periods, it was purely through their vigorous life force and the vast spiritual power they had accumulated day after day.

Their Mutated Tissue therefore held an enormous amount of nutrition and energy, far beyond that of any creature he had encountered before. Obtaining it would certainly advance his training. Such creatures were also ravenous and needed more nutrients to sustain themselves.

And in their eyes, was he not prey too?

When the night had passed, his movements paused. He had mastered the Great Azure Void Style he had been practicing lately. Scattered grains of sand rose into the air around him