Abyss Tutu Beast (Part 1)

A week later.

At that moment, Er Dongsheng was crouched beside a strange plant, carefully observing something. It was an odd abyssal plant somewhat resembling an Earth fern, lush and thriving as it grew there without the slightest distinction. Such things were extremely common in the Abyss, serving as food for many herbivorous abyssal animals.

What exactly was he observing?

After cautiously scanning the surroundings and finding no danger, Er Dongsheng raised his sharp claws and forcefully peeled apart the dense weeds before him, revealing a hole the size of a bowl.

Er Dongsheng instantly beamed with delight.

The entrance was very deep. Since the Abyss's rainy season had just passed, the ground nearby was especially damp and cold, and wisps of chilly air could clearly be seen rising from the hole.

This was a Tutu Beast nest.

The Abyss Tutu Beast was at the very bottom of the abyssal food chain. It fed on plant roots, rotten abyssal leaves, and the like. If it happened upon a decaying animal carcass, it did not mind giving that a try either.

Thus, this abyssal animal could be called an omnivorous species. It had no offensive power whatsoever, and its defenses were pitifully weak, but it possessed incomparable speed and agility. Ordinary abyssal creatures simply could not catch it.

Abyss Tutu Beast meat was exceedingly tender and delicious even when eaten raw. Over the past three years, Er Dongsheng had only eaten it a few times, but every time had left him savoring the memory endlessly.

How should he put it? He felt that the Abyss Tutu Beast was like an enhanced Australian rabbit from Earth. It was swift and nimble, and even looked alike. Aside from being larger and having two little horns on its head, it was practically an enlarged Australian rabbit!

Lying silently behind the entrance without making a sound, Er Dongsheng decided to wait by the stump for a rabbit—no, wait by the stump for a Tutu Beast.

He sniffed hard. His keen sense of smell told him that a big fellow was hiding inside this hole, a very plump one.

"Tut, tut. The Abyss's rainy season truly deserved to be called the milk of the Abyssal Will. Even little things like this have grown so fat. Heh heh, what luck for me. I'm in for a feast!"

An outstanding abyssal predator had to possess good eyesight, smell, hearing, and more importantly, patience. Lacking any one of these, it might one day become another predator's meal because of that very shortcoming.

The qualities of Er Dongsheng's demon body were merely average. Compared with abyssal creatures of superior bloodlines, they could even be called utter trash. Yet through the dual cultivation of Chinese martial arts and internal and external arts, this body's basic qualities were rapidly improving. His five senses were also growing swiftly. Aided by the Daoist Heart-Refining Art, his heart was as firm as a rock: let him be strong as he pleased, I remained unmoved like a gentle breeze. He was completely unaffected by the dark consciousness within the abyssal aura—slaughter, brutality, fear, and the like. Instead, he used that vast dark aura to cultivate himself and break through himself, like a lotus emerging from the mire yet unstained, untouched by the slightest speck of dust.

During the Primordial Era, why were the demon lords able to lead vast armies of demons and conquer one Sunlight Plane after another with such overwhelming force?

Why was that? What was the reason?

The demon lords' own strength was one reason, while the abyssal aura was another. The abyssal aura bred by the great Abyssal Will possessed an immensely powerful corruptive nature. It also contained all manner of dark consciousness, such as slaughter, brutality, bloodlust, and so on. As a result, aside from abyssal creatures favored by the Abyssal Will, creatures from other Sunlight Planes were extremely susceptible to corruption by the abyssal aura. Even if they were not affected by its dark consciousness, they would still be forcibly transformed into abyssal creatures by the aura, rejected by their Sunlight Planes, and fall into the Abyss.

To Er Dongsheng, it felt much like the Burning Legion of Earth's legends: conquer, corrupt, destroy planes, then use the abundant troops gained to continue conquering, corrupting, and destroying more planes, cycling endlessly. As for why the demon lords—and demons included—so loved conquering Sunlight Planes, he had no idea.

"Could it just be for fun?" Er Dongsheng curled his lip.

"I wouldn't believe that even if you beat me to death."

Would he secretly tell you that his greatest ambition was to form his own Burning Legion and conquer planes?