Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

In the stinking, humiliating hut, Shen Xi's gaze fell upon the large, rotting corpse chained to an iron post.

"Shadow," Shen Xi said.

The small figure huddled in the corner of the iron cage stirred. Its body sprang up from the ground as if boneless, the movement silent and still, without even disturbing the air. Its pale skin was almost transparent in the darkness, and its scarlet eyes were exceptionally clear in the Eye of Truth's vision.

The shadowy figure stood at Shen Xi's feet, less than eighty centimeters tall, as thin as a five or six-year-old child. But in those scarlet eyes, there was no innocence, only an almost mechanical coldness.

Shen Xi pointed to the large, rotting corpse on the iron pillar and said calmly, "Go, kill him."

Shadow turned around and faced the large, rotting corpse.

Then, it disappeared.

It vanished from Shen Xi's sight at an incredible speed. Even with Shen Xi's Eye of Truth activated at full power, he could barely catch a faint, almost invisible afterimage as it skimmed across the ground, silent and stealthy, like a ghost.

Child of the Night: When in darkness or shadow, all attributes are increased by 30%, and movement speed is increased by 50%.

In this small house with only a dim yellow oil lamp, darkness was everywhere.

The giant corpse seemed to sense something; its scarlet eyes widened suddenly, the chains rattled, and it struggled desperately. A low growl escaped its throat, and fine runes appeared on its dark gray bone armor—the suppression seal that Gu Changsheng had inscribed on it—which was now automatically activating.

But it was too late.

A slender black shadow emerged from the shadows behind the large, decaying corpse.

Silent strangulation.

A shadow approached from behind, its slender body pressed against the broad back of the large, decaying corpse, like a spider clinging to its prey. Its right hand reached out, five jet-black fingers looping around the corpse's throat and gently snapping shut.

"Click."

A slight cracking sound.

The giant corpse's struggles ceased instantly. Its crimson eyes widened, its mouth gaped open, and it emitted strange "hoarse" sounds from its throat, but it couldn't utter a single word. The suffocation damage, which was 5% of its maximum health per second, was pulsating wildly. Its body began to tremble violently, and cracks appeared on its dark gray bone armor, from which black blood seeped.

Five seconds later, its body froze completely.

The crimson eyes lost their light, the pupils dilated, and the mouth remained open, but no sound came out.

The chains fell silent and stopped rattling.

Shadow released its grip, slid off the back of the large, rotting corpse, and landed silently on the ground. It turned around, walked back to Shen Xi's feet, squatted down, curled up into a ball, and stared blankly into the void with its scarlet eyes.

[The servant "Shadow" has killed one level 10 corpse, gaining 45 experience points! Since the player has not yet changed classes, the experience is accumulating.]

Shen Xi looked down at the little thing at her feet, her lips twitching slightly.

A level 10 rotting corpse was instantly killed with a single, clean, and swift strike. The Night Child's all-attribute bonuses, combined with the guaranteed critical hit from Silent Strike, gave this little monster, carefully nurtured by Gu Changsheng, terrifying combat power in the darkness, capable of crushing opponents of the same level and even those of higher levels.

"good."

Shen Xi withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the stone platform.

Now, let's get down to business.

Fate tablet.

Gu Changsheng's immortal witch soul resides within his life tablet. After physical death, as long as the life tablet remains intact, he can be resurrected within seven days through a special ritual. This battle isn't over until the life tablet is destroyed.

Shen Xi reached out and picked up the small box made of golden nanmu wood.

It's palm-sized, yet surprisingly heavy, much heavier than I expected. The box is carved from a single piece of golden nanmu wood, without any visible seams. Although the surface is unadorned, its warm, smooth texture and subtle woody fragrance are enough to attest to its preciousness.

The lid wasn't locked; it just closed slightly.

Shen Xi took a deep breath and opened the box.

The box was lined with a layer of dark red velvet, and on the velvet lay a jade pendant the size of a palm.

The jade pendant was entirely black, with a faint, eerie glow flowing across its surface. The material wasn't ordinary jade, but a black crystal Shen Xi had never seen before; it was icy cold to the touch, like holding a piece of millennia-old ice. Engraved on the front of the pendant were three ancient seal characters—"Gu Changsheng."

The back was densely covered with runes, which were exactly the same as the witch script seen on the bamboo slips before, with intricate strokes and a unique structure. The runes slowly flowed in the dim light, each turn accompanied by a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

This is the fate card.

Shen Xi could sense that Gu Changsheng's soul resided within this jade tablet, though faintly, it was indeed present.

"It really is here."

Shen Xi took the life tablet out of the box and weighed it in her hand. A bone-chilling cold sensation spread along her arm, but it was automatically neutralized by her immortal body as soon as it penetrated her skin.

He lowered his head and looked at the shadows at his feet.

"shadow."

Shadow raised his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on him.

Shen Xi handed over the life tablet: "Destroy it."

Shen Xi handed over the life tablet: "Destroy it."

Shadow reached out its thin hands and took the life tablet. It looked down at the pitch-black jade tablet, and for the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared in its scarlet eyes—a long-suppressed, almost insane… hatred.

Gu Changsheng locked it in an iron cage, modified its body using the secret methods of the Witch Clan, fed it with the essence of hundreds of rotting corpses, and catalyzed its growth with a few drops of spiritual liquid. In Gu Changsheng's eyes, it was not a life, but merely a tool.

Now, the enemy's life is in its hands.

The shadow's five fingers tightened.

"Click."

The life tablet shattered.

Black fragments slipped from between the shadowy fingers, striking the ground with a crisp sound. The instant the jade pendant shattered, a wisp of green smoke drifted from the fragments, slowly coalescing in the air.

The wisp of smoke grew thicker and denser, eventually coalescing into an aged face.

Gu Changsheng.

His face was contorted, his features squeezed together, his mouth agape, and a hoarse, intermittent scream emanated from his throat. The sound didn't seem to come from his throat, but rather from the depths of his soul, carrying a despair and resentment that penetrated to the bone.

"No...it's impossible...I've lived for two hundred...more than two hundred years...how could this be...how could this be..."

"My lord...you...you actually...dared...to...betray...me..."

Shadow crouched on the ground, his crimson eyes fixed on the distorted face, his expression blank.

Gu Changsheng's soul was still struggling, his face contorted wildly by the condensed green smoke, trying to reassemble the fragments of the life tablet. But the shattered jade tablet could not be restored. The black fragments lay quietly on the ground, the runes on their surfaces extinguishing one by one, the eerie light completely dissipating.

"You...you all...must...die..."

"I... curse... you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Changsheng's face suddenly exploded.

The wisps of smoke dissipated, vanishing into nothingness in the air.

Nothing was left behind.

[Gu Changsheng, the progenitor of the Gu family, is dead! The effect of his immortal witch spirit has failed, his life tablet is destroyed, and he cannot be resurrected!]

The system notification arrived late, but Shen Xi didn't even glance at it.

He turned around and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Gu Changsheng, that old codger, has lived for over two hundred years and is the inheritor of the Wu Clan's secret arts; he must still be hiding many valuable items. The life tablet has been found, but these things cannot be wasted.

Shen Xi picked up each bottle and jar on the shelf and examined them. Some contained dark brown liquids with a pungent, bitter smell, likely semi-finished products of some kind of medicine. Others were glass jars containing unidentified organs; the floating matter in the formaldehyde looked disgusting. Still others were empty, covered in dust, clearly unused for a long time.

Shen Xi shook her head, showing no interest in these things.

He continued searching.

At the very bottom of the shelf, in an inconspicuous corner, sat a small wooden box. The box was only the size of a palm, completely black, with no decorations on its surface. It resembled the golden nanmu box that contained the life tablet, but the material was of a much lower quality.

Shen Xi picked up the wooden box and opened it.

There were five glass bottles neatly stacked inside.

Each bottle was about the thickness of a finger, completely transparent, and the liquid inside was an eerie dark green. It wasn't an ordinary green, but a thick, almost black, dark green, with faint bubbles rising from the liquid, each bubble bursting with a soft "pop" sound.

The bottle opening was sealed with wax, and the wax seal was engraved with fine runes, clearly to prevent the liquid from evaporating or leaking.

Shen Xi leaned closer and sniffed it; there was no odor. The wax seal and runes completely blocked the liquid's scent.

"This is... voodoo?"

He recalled the Voodoo Touch that Gu Changsheng had just used; the dark green poisonous mist was thick and liquid, extremely corrosive, capable of even eroding a diamond-grade Kyoto Rhythm uniform. If these five bottles of liquid were a concentrated form of that poisonous mist…

Shen Xi licked her lips.

nice one.

Just because he doesn't need it doesn't mean others don't.

Shen Xi carefully put the five glass bottles back into her storage space and continued searching.

He searched the shelves thoroughly, finding nothing of value. He glanced at the pile of bamboo slips in the corner; most were copies of incomplete witchcraft texts, along with some notes by Gu Changsheng on his research into voodoo and corpse puppets. Shen Xi quickly stored them all in his storage space. He didn't need these things, but keeping them wouldn't hurt.

Just then, the system notification sounded in his mind.

Mission "Annihilate the Gu Family" Completed!

[Rewards being distributed...]

[Experience Points +10000, Gold Coins +10000, Reputation +2000, Gold-Grade Equipment Box x2, Free Attribute Points +20, Normal Boost Draw Card x2!]

A warm current instantly surged through my body, my muscles swelled, my blood rushed, and my five senses became clearer.

[Experience points reached the cap, level up!]

[Congratulations to player "Taichu" for reaching level 32! Influenced by the Kaitian and Chaos classes, all attributes +3! Free attribute points +5!]

Shen Xi took a deep breath and opened the attribute panel.

[Player: Tai Chu (Supreme Ruler of the Three Realms)]

[Professions: Creator (First Rebirth), Chaos (First Rebirth)]

Level: 32 (Experience: 7594/22000)

Strength: 188 + 50 = 238

[Spiritual Energy: 188 + 28 = 216]

Agility: 188 + 32 = 220

[Physical Fitness: 188 + 63 = 251]

Free attribute points: 25

[Reputation: 26600]

Gold Coins: 226879

Storage space: 57 cubic meters

All attributes have surged again.

Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and closed the attribute panel.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

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This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

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This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

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Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and closed the attribute panel.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

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This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and closed the attribute panel.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

All attributes have surged again.

Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and closed the attribute panel.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

Shen Xi nodded in satisfaction and closed the attribute panel.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.

But his brows quickly furrowed again.

This little hut stinks terribly. That old bastard Gu Changsheng has lived for over two hundred years, and I doubt he's ever cleaned this place. The stench of decay, the smell of moldy herbs, and the stench of old blood are all mixed together, so intense it's suffocating.

"Let's talk outside."

Shen Xi turned and walked out of the small house, with Shadow silently following behind him.

Outside the hut stood the enormous altar.

The altar is circular, at least fifty meters in diameter, and carved from a single block of black stone. Its surface is covered with densely packed runes of the Wu tribe, which glow faintly in the darkness and exude an ancient and decaying aura.

In the center of the altar stood a tall stone pillar, its shaft also covered with runes. At the top of the pillar floated a ball of dark light, which swirled slowly like a vortex.

Shen Xi stood at the edge of the altar, his Eye of Truth scanning the entire altar; there was no longer any threat.