Everyone quietly listened to the fierce thunder outside, no one spoke, only pairs of still-frightened eyes communicated with each other, but this was more like an attempt to gain some pitiful sense of security from one another.
Time passed second by second, each one so agonizing.
Chen Shouyi leaned against the wall, his eyes vacant as he looked up at the jagged rock ceiling above. Beside him, Xu Jie lightly leaned against him, her body trembling slightly,
The warm and soft body of a mature woman was resting beside him; if it were another setting, Chen Shouyi would have already been tempted.
But at this moment, he had no such thoughts whatsoever.
Who knows when, but the sound of thunder suddenly stopped abruptly.
At the same time, the dim light outside the cave gradually brightened.
A beam of sunlight shone at the cave entrance, countless specks of dust dancing in it.
"It seems to be over! The sun has come out." Zhao Zhishan broke the silence and said.
"Captain, I'll go out and take a look!" A martial artist from the military stood up, cautiously walked to the cave entrance, glanced at the sky, then turned back to report to Xiao Changming: "It's really gone."
Chen Shouyi came back to his senses, his body jolted, and he gently pushed Xu Jie, who was leaning on his shoulder, and stood up.
Xu Jie rubbed her sore jaw, secretly resenting him, he truly had no tenderness at all.
Chen Shouyi quickly walked to the cave entrance and found that the dark clouds were gradually dissipating. Sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds, shining on the earth. The oppressive atmosphere from before had vanished, and even the air felt fresh.
As the gloom cleared, the group's mood became lively again.
"This is my first time seeing an otherworldly god, and I didn't expect it to be so terrifying, it scared me to death." Jin Feiyan patted her towering chest, speaking with lingering fear, as earlier it felt as though her heart was being seized, as if death was imminent.
"It's my first time too, what about you guys," Zhao Zhishan said.
"Mine too!"
"Same here!"
...
It seemed everyone was discussing fervently to vent the previous fear.
As they chatted, the topic turned to the beast-like god, and everyone speculated that the unfortunate deity had already fallen.
"It's just a pity about its body!" Xiao Changming said with regret. At thirty-five years old, he was considered young for a martial artist, becoming one at twenty-three, just missing the benefits of the first-generation divine blood.
"I saw it shed a lot of blood!" Chen Shouyi said.
The atmosphere instantly quieted down, and everyone's eyes lit up.
Divine Blood was not unfamiliar to any martial artist, apart from Chen Shouyi, everyone had consumed it more than once, and this was even with the greatly degraded version, whose effects had become quite weak.
And now the true first-generation divine blood was seemingly within reach, seemingly easily obtainable, no one could remain calm.
"How about we go take a look?" Another martial artist from the military said.
Without much hesitation, after a simple discussion, the group quickly set off.
About half an hour later, they arrived at the valley, the place where the giant beast had fallen, trees around were awkwardly tilted, and leaves were shredded by the impact of its fall.
Chen Shouyi noticed that although the giant beast was long gone, a kind of oppressive aura still lingered here, making it hard to breathe.
Not far away, from a pit, wisps of smoke rose up. After walking for several more minutes, the group finally stood at the edge of the pit.
This was a giant pit with a diameter of fifty or sixty meters and a depth of over ten meters, shrouded in blue smoke; at the bottom, one could still see dark red, nearly solidified magma, waves of heat rising up.
One could imagine the terrible impact the giant beast suffered when it fell.
"What is that?" Zhao Zhishan suddenly pointed somewhere, speaking.
Chen Shouyi immediately looked in the direction, it was a drop of golden liquid clinging to the edge of the pit. It looked quite mystical, the surface shrouded in a halo, emitting an enchanting glow.
At first sight, everyone's breathing slightly quickened.
"I'll go help get it." Yu Hongyong, standing nearby, his eyes lit up, said. He then entered the pit. The slope was not steep, he quickly walked a few steps on the pit wall before reaching the divine blood, reaching out to take it.
"Dangerous, don't touch it with your hands!" Xiao Changming seemed to think of something, his face changed and he hurriedly said.
However, it was too late; whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yu Hongyong did not take any precautionary measures, directly touching the golden divine blood with his finger.
Upon contact, the divine blood quickly seeped into the skin of his finger as if it were a living thing.
Seeing this anomaly, Chen Shouyi's pupils involuntarily shrank.
A trace of joy just flashed through Yu Hongyong's mind, but his expression quickly changed.
His skin became increasingly red, as countless blue veins bulged out from his skin, like tangled earthworms; his body was in severe pain, as if being burned by fire, a strong panic arose in his heart: "Help... me!"
His mouth opened, spewing a scorching blue smoke
Fool!
Chen Shouyi had already guessed a bit of the other's previous thoughts, a hint of mockery flashed across his face.
Truly blinded by desire.
On Earth, divine blood specifically sold to martial artists was nothing more than the cell fluid of godly blood. How could blood cells not be more effective? Indeed, divine blood was horribly genetically invasive; consuming it rashly was a surefire death.
The already degraded divine blood was so, let alone this fresh, just-dripped, undegraded first-generation divine blood. It was like an old man eating arsenic, tired of living.
In just a few seconds, Yu Hongyong's skin seemed to completely lose its resilience, starting to tear apart, revealing the bloody muscles underneath.
Drops of reddish-yellow pus fell from his wounds, as time passed, the pus from his body increased dramatically.
His body seemed to be rapidly melting, and before long, his hair, along with his scalp, slipped off.
Initially, some in the crowd who still harbored fantasies, their desires stirring, were fully sobered by this horrific scene.
Yu Hongyong's body wobbled, and after a few seconds, he finally couldn't stand, falling and rolling to the pit's bottom.
At this time, the magma at the pit's bottom hadn't completely cooled, with blue smoke still rising, the temperature remained three to four hundred degrees Celsius. As he rolled in, the sizzle of roasting meat was heard, an eerie aroma of cooked meat spreading out.
But he seemed to feel no pain, his back lying against the magma, scarcely struggling, leaving himself at the mercy of the intense heat.
Many martial artists averted their eyes in discomfort.
"Lao Qin, give him a quick death?" Smelling the scent of the roasted meat, Chen Shouyi felt a bit queasy in his stomach, turning to Qin Liuyuan and saying.
It wasn't that Chen Shouyi was being delicate, but Qin Liuyuan was the leader of the city government's martial artists, this matter should be handled by him, not for Chen Shouyi to overstep his bounds.
Qin Liuyuan nodded gravely, took an arrow from the quiver, half-pulled the bowstring, slightly looking away, and then quickly released the arrow.
The arrow pierced through Yu Hongyong's forehead in an instant.
His body trembled violently for a moment, then completely relaxed, a pair of half-melted eyes, weakly staring at the sky.
Half a minute later, Yu Hongyong's corpse, except for the bones, had completely dissolved into a puddle of blood.
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