When Han Shuo whistled all the way to the tents where the students were camped, he suddenly noticed that Gene hadn't gone to sleep, but was instead sitting outside the tent, bored to death.
"Eh? Brian, have you seen Fanny and Lisa?" Gene immediately stood up and asked when he heard Han Shuo's footsteps.
Nodding, Han Shuo said faintly, "I've seen them, Master Fanny and Lisa will be here soon. Master Gene, why haven't you gone to sleep yet?"
"Oh, it's because Clark suddenly left for some business and asked me to apologize on behalf of Fanny. Ha, this Clark, he didn't give any reason and just left. It's a bit baffling. "
Han Shuo's thoughts raced when he heard Gene's words. He immediately understood that it must be because Clark's rash actions in the pool just now had angered Fanny and Lisa. Clark knew that he wouldn't be able to explain himself, so he left so abruptly.
"I see. Master Gene, I still need to gather a few things nearby. When Master Fanny and Lisa arrive, tell them I'll be back before dawn." Han Shuo didn't care if Gene agreed or not after he'd spoken and quickly headed south, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Although Han Shuo's body wasn't stiff and powerless, he had been whipped by the Deepwater Venom Python's tail earlier and had indeed suffered some injuries. Han Shuo knew that when Fanny and Lisa returned, they would certainly come to pester him again. In this way, he wouldn't be able to use magical yuan to repair his body. Therefore, he might as well avoid them for now and wait until tomorrow, when the two's anger would have dissipated by at least half. At that time, there shouldn't be any problems.
On a tall, towering tree in the south, Han Shuo sat cross legged on a thick, lush, and leafy branch about ten meters above the ground. He held his breath and concentrated, silently using magical yuan to refine his body over and over again.
Time flowed by without him realizing it. Han Shuo's body, which had originally been in slight pain, slowly became less painful under the circulation of the magical yuan. Every inch of his skin, flesh, tendons, and bones seemed to be filled with a surging strength.
As Han Shuo sank into a state of concentration, a faint trace of pain first radiated from his mind and then spread to his entire body. The violent pain suddenly exploded, forcing Han Shuo to howl in pain with ten times the intensity of the pain.
Crackling sounds of explosions rang out from Han Shuo's body, accompanied by Han Shuo's agonized howls. As these sounds rang out, strands of weak, turbid air leaked out from Han Shuo's pores. Han Shuo's skin rippled as if a stone had been thrown into the water's surface. When the pores had finished draining the turbid air and harmful substances from his body, a hazy ball of black light began to faintly encircle his body.
This state continued for an unknown length of time before Han Shuo felt the pain all over his body suddenly disappear without a trace. He flew down from the ten meter tall tree with a thud, his body terrifyingly nimble and nimble.
Success! He had finally broken through the first level of magical yuan, the "solid" realm. From now on, Han Shuo's body could be said to have been reborn. Whether it was strength, flexibility, or toughness, they had all far surpassed that of an ordinary person. After passing the most basic "solid" realm, Han Shuo's future training was bound to yield twice the results with half the effort.
With a single thought, the magical yuan flowed unimpeded, not only to his limbs, chest, and abdomen, but even to his head. Han Shuo looked at his exposed skin and saw that the scars that had been left on his body had now disappeared. His flesh was smooth and strong. Moving his body, Han Shuo could clearly feel that his height had increased by another centimeter or two.
Lifting his head to look at the sky, Han Shuo discovered that it was still late at night. At this moment, Han Shuo was intoxicated by the joy of being reborn. He continuously circulated the magical yuan to his limbs and bones, excitedly feeling every change in his body.
Suddenly, a thought struck Han Shuo as he remembered the pouch and jade box that he always carried with him. Last time, he had used the strange object in the jade box to meditate on his mental strength. In the end, his mental strength had almost been completely sucked away. Afterwards, because the magical yuan had flowed into his brain, he had averted the danger and reaped a great harvest.
Now that he had broken through to the "solid" realm, Han Shuo could already autonomously mobilize the magical yuan and circulate it to any part of his body, including the brain, which was the most difficult to reach. Thinking back to the enormous benefits he had previously reaped, Han Shuo could no longer suppress the desire in his heart. He immediately sat down cross-legged and took out the pouch that he had kept close to his body.
When he opened the box, the eyeball-like orb was still as strange and unfathomable as ever. As Han Shuo's mental strength began to slowly condense into the orb, the same thing that had happened last time repeated itself. The orb instantly emitted a misty green brilliance, with a drop of blood red within, giving off an oppressive and uncomfortable feeling.
Han Shuo's mental strength rapidly flowed into the orb in the jade box, as if a whale was sucking in water. As the mental strength in his brain continuously flowed out, the pain in Han Shuo's brain became more and more intense.
Finally, just as Han Shuo felt that his brain was about to explode, his thoughts moved and the magical yuan that had sunk into his lower abdomen suddenly flew to his brain. A rumble sounded in Han Shuo's brain, and as the pain intensified, Han Shuo instantly let out a wretched howl. At the same time, the surging mental strength rolled back like an avalanche, flooding Han Shuo's brain in an instant.
Han Shuo abruptly collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. His entire mind was a bit muddled. This state persisted for a while before Han Shuo slowly returned to normal. He felt that his mental strength had indeed greatly increased. In his joy, Han Shuo couldn't help but stare at the orb.
Suddenly, Han Shuo saw threads of green light appear within the orb. These lights continuously intertwined with each other, as if a brush was sketching a picture. After a while, a pattern was revealed from within — a strange, grayish-brown castle.
After the green line appeared for a moment, it suddenly disappeared without a trace. However, a bright red dot that resembled a drop of blood continuously flashed and formed the shape of a red arrow. After stopping for a moment, it actually pointed straight to the south.
What did this mean? What did the direction of the red arrow mean?
Han Shuo fell into a daze for a moment as he stared blankly at the red dot in the middle of the ball. His mind raced, and he finally confirmed one thing — the red arrow in the ball was pointing in a direction, and seemed to be leading to a destination.
After hesitating for a moment and looking at the color of the sky, Han Shuo's curiosity was completely piqued. In the end, he grabbed the jade box and quickly headed south in the direction indicated by the jade box.
During this process, Han Shuo could clearly feel that the further south he went, the more sounds of large magical beasts moving could be heard. The path was filled with danger and thorns. Han Shuo was a bit nervous, his eyes staring at the orb in his hand from time to time. He discovered that the arrow in the orb was constantly changing directions, as if pointing out the correct path for Han Shuo.
After a long while, the red arrowhead in the ball in Han Shuo's hand disappeared, and the drop of dark red that was like fresh blood flashed once again. The green light of the ball grew stronger and stronger, and strong magical pulses emanated from within.
Han Shuo looked around after he stopped, and discovered that this was an ordinary area with tall, overgrown shrubs and weeds. There were a few enormous, unknown tree branches tangled together in the distance, drawing out grotesque shapes on the ground under the illumination of the moonlight, like the shadows of enormous monsters in the darkness.
When Han Shuo focused his attention, he suddenly noticed a trace of peculiarity. In other parts of the Dark Forest, no matter how quiet it was, there would always be the sounds of insects. However, after arriving here, Han Shuo discovered that this area was almost deathly silent. There weren't any strange sounds from insects, and he couldn't feel a trace of life in the surroundings.
Strange, under the ordinary appearance, the entire area made Han Shuo feel traces of an inexplicable aura. This aura made Han Shuo feel vaguely familiar and intimate, as if it was something he had long since gotten used to. But after thinking about it carefully, Han Shuo realized that he had no idea what was going on.
Just as Han Shuo was at a loss and thinking hard, the orb in the jade box in his hand suddenly flew out of thin air. Lines of magic were outlined on the surface of the orb with green light. Han Shuo could feel a strong magical pulse instantly emanating from the void. As the orb shone with the green light, the magical pulse became more and more intense.
After paying attention, Han Shuo suddenly noticed that the surrounding area where the green light shone was undergoing changes that made Han Shuo's jaw drop. Where the green light shone on the ground, the weeds and shrubs on the ground instantly disappeared without a trace, turning into a grayish-brown dry ground with piles of white bones on the ground.
Some of the towering trees with lush branches and leaves on the side also underwent strange changes under the illumination of the green light, turning into the skeletons of some large undead creatures. If Han Shuo remembered correctly, those huge skeletons should be the most terrifying of the dark creatures, the Bone Dragons.
Death. A desolate and empty expanse. Under the illumination of the green light, the entire area seemed to have instantly turned into an eternal and unchanging kingdom of the dead.
There was a huge grayish-brown castle in the middle. Half of it was suspended in midair, while the other half was buried deep underground. Some strange, sharp thorns circled around the castle, and patterns of dark creatures were carved on all sides of the castle walls.
Han Shuo looked at it in shock for a long time, and finally murmured in horror, "This, this can't be the legendary Cemetery of Death, can it?"
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