Chapter 8, The Man Closest to God

The most striking feature is that person's eyes. They are a pair of indescribable eyes, hollow, cold, indifferent, and cruel. In those eyes, there is nothing but destruction, the end of all worlds

However, in the hearts of young girls, he remains that weak man who constantly needs protection. Moreover, it is likely that not only the young girls think this way; judging by the gazes of the previous villagers, it seems that everyone shares the same sentiment

Uncertain how much time had passed, Huang Quan suddenly sat up, looking around, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat. At this moment, sunlight was streaming in through the window, the day had brightened, and the bed beside him was empty; Rao was not there.

Huang Quan nodded silently, following the young girl as she walked through the forest. The girl kept talking, but he did not hear a word; at this moment, his mind was entirely occupied by the face of that man

The figure of the person in the distance became distorted and blurred, gradually disappearing, and only then did Huang Quan return to reality. He looked around, also gazing at the young girl, whose lips were moving continuously, yet he could not hear any sound.

Fortunately, Huang Quan, who is tall and imposing, donned a suit of animal skin armor and secured it tightly with leather straps, presenting quite a formidable appearance

However, since the young girl mentioned it, he casually took two hunting knives and tucked them into his waist, then took down the battle bow to give it a try. He found that both the bow's strength and accuracy seemed rather lacking, not to mention that it was at least ninety times inferior to the meticulously crafted assassination crossbow of the empire.

The man was taller than the underworld, with every muscle in his body as hard as iron. The lines on his face were like those carved by a knife or an axe, each one so rigid that it seemed capable of piercing anything. Even his slightly disheveled short beard contributed to an indelible image in memory.

Huang Quan nodded slightly, slowly getting out of bed, using this simple action as a cover to secretly attempt to activate his body

One of the images is particularly clear; it depicts a battlefield, where bodies are intertwined everywhere.

The girl turned over, and in her daze, she reached out to him, then murmured something softly, sniffed with her little nose, and with both hands and feet, she wrapped herself around Huang Quan, continuing to sleep.

Although there was a lot of barbecue, both Huangquan and Yao had a large appetite, and in the blink of an eye, they had eaten everything cleanly

Huang Quan nodded, glanced at the weapons on the wall, and a thought stirred within him, revealing a silver thread among his long fingers. As he shifted his thoughts again, the silver thread vanished.

What is wrong with you? Wake up! The girl's voice rang in my ears, growing from faint to gradually clear.

Yao wiped his mouth and said, "Choose a few handy weapons. After I return the tray, we will go out hunting"

He reached out to touch his forehead, where beads of sweat the size of mung beans clung to him, sticking his hair to his brow. He leaned against a tree and slowly stood up, at which point the sense of powerlessness that had tormented him in his nightmare gradually faded, restoring his ability to control his body

Huang Quan found himself in a rather amusing predicament; he had already regained a bit of his strength, albeit just a fraction of what he once had at his peak. However, it would be a mere matter of raising his hand to bring down the young girl.

The underworld lies amidst these corpses, immobile, with the five senses nearly extinguished, the only clear sensation remaining is the warm blood continuously flowing over the body. It is the blood of comrades, as well as that of enemies, now converging in one place

With a bright gleam in his eyes, he gave a firm pat on Huang Quan's shoulder and said: "Study well with me, and in less than a cycle of warm and cool seasons, you will become an outstanding hunter, and perhaps even have the chance to rise to the rank of a warrior. At the very least, I will no longer have to worry about you."

These are all fragmented images, with no discernible order of occurrence, and seemingly no connection between them. Most of the images are unclear, with only a few that can still be distinguished as meaningful scenes

The images in my mind gradually became blurred, and a hand appeared before the entrance to the underworld, moving up and down.

This anger surged violently in his chest, making him want to roar, to shout, to pounce and tear that person to shreds. Yet, despite the anger, he could not escape the profound sense of powerlessness, a powerlessness that bordered on despair

Several hunting knives of varying lengths and a battle bow were hung on the wall In Huang Quan's view, these crudely made weapons were hardly different whether they were present or absent

Once everything was tidied up, the two of them crossed the tall grass at the entrance and entered the forest

Remarkably, at the moment when it emerged from the long grass, the Yellow Springs had a sensation of penetrating a membrane, transitioning from one world to another. The shift between the two worlds is not without gaps, but rather features a barely perceptible chasm. Through this gap, the Yellow Springs seemed to glimpse something.

The corner of Huang Quan's mouth curved upward, which could be considered a smile, as he said: "I am fine, just... a bit tired."

The underworld was entangled by her, rendering it unable to move, and it did not dare to act recklessly for fear of waking her, so it could only lie straight and quietly wait for dawn

"Are you alright? How did you suddenly collapse?" The young girl dragged him to a large tree and helped him sit against it.

He has recalled that this man is his arch-enemy from ten thousand years ago, the spiritual leader of the rebels, known as the one closest to a god among the three thousand star domains, possessing an immortal body

He was shocked to find that he could sleep so deeply in a completely unfamiliar environment. This was something unimaginable in the past, yet it indeed happened today

The young girl looked puzzled, "Aren't you full?"

Yet as he lay there, he unexpectedly felt an indescribable sense of tranquility, and gradually, drowsiness began to wash over him, leading him to fall asleep unconsciously

He gasped for breath, yet his chest rose and fell as if he could not draw in a single breath of air. In this terrifying nightmare, there was also an overwhelming sense of uncontrollable anger.

The platter typically contains a large serving of roasted beast meat, accompanied by fruit wine made from wild fruits. Yesterday, Huang Quan had already tasted this fruit wine; its flavor was astringent with a hint of sweetness, not particularly good, yet not entirely bad either

At this moment, it felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on the heart of Huangquan, making it difficult for him to breathe. An overwhelming sense of helplessness spread throughout his body in an instant, as if he were trapped in the deepest nightmare.

In an instant, only those eyes remained in the memories of the underworld, those eyes filled with the silence of a dead world

In the midst of contemplation, the young girl suddenly turned over, reaching out to feel beside her, murmuring softly, "Huangquan, Huangquan?"

Wake up and eat quickly; after having breakfast, I will teach you how to hunt

No, it's nothing. It will be fine soon. Let's go, but we need to be a little slower for now

However, Huang Quan suddenly realized that he could not recall that person's name, yet some memories related to him kept surfacing one after another

In the distance of sight, several mysterious figures clad in black robes are gradually moving away. One of them seems to sense the gaze of the underworld and suddenly turns around

Yao walked in again and threw a piece of animal skin armor to Huang Quan, saying: "You try it on first and see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, there's nothing I can do; this is the only one I could find."

As the girl seemed about to awaken, the figure from the underworld flashed again and had already arrived at the bedside, lying side by side with the girl

He is indeed the God of Death, who remains vigilant and composed in any environment.

At this moment, the door opened, and Yao entered with a tray, saying: "You finally woke up?"

He stood up straight, and suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his mind, only to see a man in the distance staring at him.

The young girl nodded, displaying a rare thoughtfulness, and said: "Alright, I will try to go slowly. Before we reach the hunting grounds, let me first tell you about some hunting techniques; these are all basic concepts, and you should be able to learn them quickly."