However.
Two months later.
Ji Kun unexpectedly returned again, bringing back a ferocious beast. The woman was shocked, then overjoyed, drool streaming from her mouth. She loved eating! She wanted to eat!
But she was not particularly powerful. Whenever she encountered those primordial beasts, she would take a detour.
Buzz—
Mystic fire emerged from the void. Ji Kun roasted a "Spirit Transformation Great Expert." It appeared to have been killed by him in a single strike. Compared to Chen Xun and the others, who picked up spirit beasts slain in battles while traveling abroad, these ferocious beasts were far more particular.
The woman's lips trembled as she kept licking them, finally revealing her true nature.
"Once, all races under heaven were food on our human race's menu. If you want to eat, climb to the mountaintop and return," Ji Kun said blandly, firelight reflected in his eyes. "If you do not wish to, then simply watch me eat."
Whoosh!
Before the words fell, the woman sprinted away wildly. There was not a shred of hesitation in her movements; her eyes were filled with nothing but hunger for food.
One day later.
She did not return.
Three days later.
There was no news of her.
Seven days later.
It was as though she had gone and would never return.
Ten days later.
There were already signs that she had run away.
Fifteen days later.
Omen of the Feast.
One month later.
An omen that grass on her grave would grow three zhang tall.
But on a night dark as ink and wild with wind.
The woman crawled back, covered in wounds. She crawled back like a vicious ghost pressed to the earth, like a great serpent writhing over the ground. Her Golden Core was shattered, her Dao foundation ruined, yet her