Harvest

Chapter 51 Harvest

After handing the half-dead, thousand-year-old Silver Emperor Falcon to Shui Bing'er, Shen Hanyu quickly returned to the huge cave along the same route.

The Blizzard Spider King, now devoid of consciousness, hung like a corpse on its own web, surrounded by the bodies of many smaller spiders that Shen Hanyu had cleaned up.

Most of these small spiders had a cultivation period of a hundred years, and even those with a thousand years of cultivation were rare. Naturally, Shen Hanyu had no trouble cleaning them up.

He casually stabbed the Blizzard Spider King to death, letting the black spirit ring on the opponent's body slowly condense.

Shen Hanyu's eyes deepened, and a blue-purple light flashed on his right leg, releasing a terrifying suction force. A small black vortex appeared in front of Shen Hanyu, continuously drawing the energy and blood from the Blizzard Spider King's corpse into his body.

The skill named Siren Abyss, derived from the right leg bone of a 100,000-year-old fallen siren, allows Shen Hanyu to absorb the life energy of other creatures to replenish himself within a certain period of time.

Of course, this "other organisms" includes living things.

The scales of the Fallen Siren originally had the effect of absorbing some of the energy attacks, and unexpectedly, the soul bones produced by it also perfectly inherited this ability, which surprised Shen Hanyu.

As a continuous stream of energy flowed in, Shen Hanyu felt his cultivation level slowly rising and couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan, murmuring in a low voice:

"No wonder so many Soul Masters are willing to fall into the embrace of darkness and evil; this feeling is truly intoxicating..."

Tianmeng sighed softly and said:

"Although this soul skill does lean somewhat towards what you humans call evil soul masters, it will still make you stronger quickly. Sometimes it's impossible to judge right or wrong, Han Yu..."

"Alright, don't worry about me. So what if I become an evil soul master? Good and evil are both within my mind. If I say I am justice, then I am justice. If I fall into darkness, then it will be the purest darkness."

Shen Hanyu remained silent for a moment, then spoke softly.

Tianmeng snorted and silently climbed back into the Sea of ​​Spirit.

As the dust falling from above grew larger, Shen Hanyu quickened his pace. After about half an hour, the Blizzard Spider King's enormous corpse had completely turned into a dried-up corpse. Not a single bit of energy within it was wasted; it was all absorbed into Shen Hanyu's body.

Shen Hanyu's cultivation level instantly rose from level 66 to the peak of level 67. He licked his dry lips, still feeling unsatisfied, a strange bloodlust rising within him. If he could have a little more, he might be able to break through to Soul Saint today…

……

Shen Hanyu shook his head sharply, dismissing the strange thought in his mind, and silently waited, holding the Frost Sky Spear and staring at the cave ceiling above.

With a few sharp cries, a huge silver claw ripped through the rock above, and countless beams of light shot down from above. The massive body landed on the gap, its scarlet eyes sweeping across every corner below like poisoned arrows.

The Silver Emperor Falcon's massive claws were covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, yet this did not slow its speed in the slightest. In fact, the pain made it even more frenzied and bloodthirsty. Its goal was no longer simply to rescue its child, but to slaughter all life below in order to quell its rage.

Shen Hanyu sneered. He admired the other party's deep maternal love, but that was not a reason for him to let her leave. Everything was predestined. Her death here today was her fate, which had been predetermined and could not be escaped by anyone!

In fantasy worlds, the concepts of saintliness and compassion are often seen as a source of sorrow. One can have emotions, but one should not let those emotions cloud one's judgment. You may give up appropriate benefits for the sake of emotions, but others may give up appropriate emotions for the sake of benefits. It's a matter of choice, and there is no right or wrong answer.

As Shen Hanyu scattered a handful of feathers from the little Silver Emperor Falcon, the falcon let out a mournful and furious cry, its sharp talons lashing wildly, quickly tearing through all the obstructions above and exposing the cave below to its claws.

The Silver Emperor Falcon, filled with terrifying killing intent, leaped down. The space here was too cramped; it couldn't even take off, and its enormous wings couldn't spread. But it still crashed through countless rocks and rushed straight toward Shen Hanyu.

Shen Hanyu leaped off the rock, constantly moving between different positions, nimbly dodging the suicidal attacks from the Silver Emperor Sky Falcon.

While dodging, the Frostfire Spear seized the opportunity to leave three or four bloody holes in the opponent's body, the largest of which clearly showed the bones and internal organs inside.

The spider webs left by the Blizzard Spider King also played a significant role. The Silver Emperor Falcon, already enormous, struggled to even turn around in this environment, and in the process, it became entangled in a considerable amount of tough spider webs.

These spiderwebs, covered with various smiling protrusions, pierced the skin of the Silver Emperor Falcon and injected the terrifying, chilling poison from the Blizzard Spider King, which was covered in the webs, into the Silver Emperor Falcon's body.

In its current state, how could the Silver Emperor Falcon possibly notice any of this? The intense attack had caused its blood to flow dozens of times faster than usual. Before long, this chilling poison would invade its entire body, slowly causing it to lose its life…

Sure enough, as time went by, Shen Hanyu was unharmed, but the Silver Emperor Falcon's speed was getting slower and slower, and its movements were gradually stiffening, looking like it was exhausted after venting its anger.

Shen Hanyu was too lazy to wait any longer. Six spirit rings—yellow, purple, black, black, and red—rose beneath his feet, with the sixth-ranked red spirit ring lighting up.

One of the two soul skills produced by a fallen sea monster from 100,000 years ago, this soul skill was named "Lightless" by Shen Hanyu. Lightless plunges everything into darkness, Lightless strips the world of its color.

A chilling and murderous aura erupted, and a colossal phantom of a fallen siren appeared behind Shen Hanyu. A roar, seemingly from the abyss, echoed in his ears. A terrifying power condensed at the tip of the Frostfire Spear, and with a low shout from Shen Hanyu, it pierced through the Silver Emperor Falcon's body with the force of thunder, finally embedding itself firmly in the hard rock. The extreme cold caused layers of frost to slowly climb onto it, eventually transforming into a beautiful yet tragic scene…

Seeing that the other party had finally lost all its vitality, Shen Hanyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a brief adjustment of his breathing, he began to devour the huge Silver Emperor Sky Falcon in front of him, just like a cat imitating a tiger.

The Silver Emperor Sky Falcon was slightly superior to the Blizzard Spider King in both age and quality, and the energy it contained was naturally incredibly abundant. Shen Hanyu simply sat cross-legged in front of the corpse and slowly waited for the absorption to finish...

P.S.: I got into a fight with someone, and I have to mention this: you can't tolerate disgusting relatives and friends. Just beat them up and they'll behave. They shouldn't have to suffer any injustices they shouldn't have. Anyway, I didn't start it. In the end, I was fine, but he lost face. You guys didn't see the scene; it really cracked me up.

(End of this chapter)