I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 599 Because it saw my happy memories
After forcibly sending all the clansmen away despite the old grandmother's sternness, Qingcao stood alone at the cave entrance, bow in hand.

The intense heat distorted the cold air, and faint flames rose from her body.

Just minutes ago, the thin and withered old lady straightened her bent back, her shriveled muscles bulged again, and her powerful blood and energy flowed throughout her body, presenting a vibrant sense of strength.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the prime of her life when she was still at the peak of her power.

Amidst a dense burst of popping sounds, even the body that had shrunk due to the decline of qi and blood over the past few years began to grow taller again, with a head of snow-white hair flowing behind it, the original gray hair long gone.

However, her long, snow-white hair lacked any translucent or crystalline quality.

A strong and vigorous body of qi and blood may also have a tendency to appear strong on the outside but be weak on the inside.

This vital energy that allows one to return to their peak has no source.

It is water without a source, duckweed without roots.

Like a cluster of epiphyllum flowers blooming in the night, they are a magnificent sight.

However, it will wither completely in a very short period of time.

Feeling the power surging through her limbs and bones, even stronger than at her peak, Qingcao's youthful and beautiful face showed no trace of a smile.

Instead, it was incredibly serious and solemn.

She knew it.

Forcibly restoring qi and blood in this way is merely a false prosperity and cannot be sustained for long.

If their fighting strength declines and they fail to buy enough time for their people, everyone in the tribe will face annihilation.

The beast that is gradually approaching is undoubtedly the most powerful and ferocious.

It might even be the kind of terrifying being called the Demon King that one's father's father once mentioned when one was young.

That was an extremely powerful creature, far surpassing even the Beast Warriors.

Ordinary ferocious beasts would not survive a single breath in its presence.

With a mere gesture, one can alter the natural landscape, even destroying a vast forest within sight, turning it into a dead zone.

And what about yourself?

He was just a lucky person who ate a miraculous fruit when he was young.

This fruit transformed his body, granting him a strange flame and propelling him on the path to becoming a beast-blood warrior, making him far more powerful than anyone in the tribe's history.

Even his son Dashan, whom he was so proud of, would not have been his match if his own health and vitality had not declined.

Even if I were to burn my life essence to forcefully return to my peak, how long could I hold on?
Qingcao had absolutely no confidence that she could defeat the attacking being, who resembled a demon king.

Disturbed, she roared to encourage herself.

He drew his bow, nocked an arrow, and fired it with all his might.

The arrow streaked across the night like a meteor, illuminating the land shrouded in thick fog and revealing the mastermind behind all this.

It was a being so tall that its face was almost obscured, at least twenty or thirty meters high, its body spewing thick fog that continuously enveloped the darkness in all directions.

Qingcao keenly noticed that any plant shrouded in the thick black fog would wither within a very short time.

Wherever it passed, all flowers, birds, fish, and insects fell silent.

She watched helplessly as a vibrant grasshopper leaped high into the air, trying to escape the covered area.

However, during their escape, they were unfortunately enveloped by a thick black fog.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the grasshopper's body fell to the ground like a sculpture, shattering like pottery, and turning into a pile of yellow earth scattered across the land.

What is this!
Green Grass's pupils contracted, and he was greatly alarmed.

Fear suddenly surged, and a bone-chilling cold spread throughout my body.

Even though the life force originating from within him burned desperately, it still flickered like a candle in the wind, and the flame grew weaker and weaker.

Damn it, this guy must be behind the early winter!

The prey didn't disappear; it killed them directly in this bizarre way!

What kind of power is this?!
A pair of eyes, about the size of a car wheel and pale yellow in color, seemed like two other bright moons in the sky, appearing and disappearing in the depths of the black fog.

The rest of the body was shrouded in darkness, indistinct and unclear, making it impossible to discern its exact appearance.

It could only be barely discerned as a huge outline, with many thick tentacles seemingly swaying and swinging around its body.

In that instant, Qingcao could clearly feel his hair standing on end.

She's been targeted by some kind of apex predator!

"kill!"

Green Grass shouted again, dispelling the slight fear in her heart.

This time, she nocked three arrows at the same time onto her bone bow.

"Boom!"

With a single note, three arrows were fired simultaneously.

The three arrows, now more than ten times hotter than before, were enveloped in a triangular pattern and shot toward one of the "bright moons".

The arrows were incredibly fast, exceeding the speed of sound, tearing the air with a sharp whistling sound and leaving three dazzling streaks of fire in the darkness.

"Keng!"

The three arrows struck simultaneously, but produced a very discordant sound.

Green Grass watched as the three arrows she had fired with all her might exploded upon impact with the opponent's body, like three bonfires exploding in mid-air.

These three arrows not only failed to harm the opponent, but instead enraged him.

A sharp screech echoed through the night sky.

An overwhelming aura of ferocity spread out, and the thick fog swept across like a shockwave, pressing down on the green grass.

Its bright, moon-like eyes stared straight into the darkness, its fierce gaze materializing its life-threatening aura, causing the grass to groan as if struck by a heavy object.

She felt her vision blur and her breathing become labored.

In the midst of the dizziness, I almost fell over.

"Not enough time."

"How can I just collapse like this!"

"My people still need me."

"The children still need me!"

Qingcao picked up the bone spear that the bones hadn't taken in their haste, stood up awkwardly, and wiped his nose.

The sticky, warm liquid covered the back of my hand.

Even without looking, you can tell that the grass that has been battered for most of its life is covered in blood.

It's my own blood.

Although I don't know why I got hurt, it doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is to give the people enough time so that the tribe can continue to exist!

"You damned beast!"

With his face covered in blood, Green Grass raised his bone spear, his eyes revealing an unprecedented determination and ferocity. He staggered and ran wildly towards the monster's location. With each step he took, the earth cracked open.

Qingcao's nimble body darted forward dozens of meters, completely enveloped in the materialized orange-red flames.

The cold is being dispelled, and the thick fog is being ignited.

The earth, shrouded in darkness, was once again illuminated in its original colors!
In a single instant, the grass unleashed its full power, leaping dozens of meters high into the air.

At the highest point, she gripped the bone spear with both hands and thrust it downwards. Flames erupted from behind her, propelling her downwards at an even greater speed. Aiming at the round, yellow eyes that resembled the full moon, she thrust the bone spear fiercely into them.

"Give me back my son! Give me back the lives of my people!"

Tears of blood slid from the corners of his eyes, only to be burned away by the blazing flames.

The moment he thrust the bone spear in his hand, the past few decades of his life flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

The deaths of her father and mate in battle, her mother's death from a serious illness, the tribespeople who starved to death due to lack of food, and the shivering tribespeople huddled around her in the winter.
"Mother, wait for me! I will lead everyone to hunt enough food!"

"We will never let our people go hungry!"

"Haha! Of course I'm confident! I've always been lucky! I'm sure I'll bring back a lot of prey!"

Everything was frozen thirty-two days and nights ago, at the bold words Xiaoshan uttered before leading his team out the door.

The grass's vision was blurred by blood and tears, and the flames on its body were gradually weakening as its life came to an end, about to be extinguished.

The once formidable body, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and shooting arrows powerful enough to instantly kill ordinary beast warriors, withered away once more.

The bark-like, withered, and wrinkled skin reappeared, and the grass looked older in just a few seconds than it had before sunset.

She was like a piece of dead wood about to burn out, clinging to her last breath.

In order for the tribe to escape safely.

And also for that almost impossible hope in my heart.

The firelight dimmed, and the terrifying roars of beasts shook the night sky.

The thick black fog thickened again, spreading towards the small, illuminated cave.

All hope and beauty were quickly sucked away in the darkness, and the temperature, which had previously risen, plummeted once again.

In this inner torment, the grass resisted and persevered.

After an unknown amount of time, the firelight on her body had dimmed to the point of being almost imperceptible.

The bone spear in his hand had long since vanished.

The grass knelt and curled up in the darkness, struggling to lift its head.

But she ultimately couldn't do it.

Her life, on the verge of depletion, and her aging body no longer allowed her to unleash a more intense flame in the face of adversity as she had in her youth, raising her warbow to shoot down the attacking enemies.

In the final moments of her life, she seemed to have finally resigned herself to her fate.

A long sigh escaped from her aged throat.

"Mountain"

The breath in his heart dissipated, and his entire spirit collapsed instantly.

The grass fell to the ground, her body seemingly weightless.

His cloudy eyes stared blankly at the night sky shrouded in darkness, gradually losing focus.

In the final moments of her life, she seemed to vaguely see her son, Xiaoshan, falling from a great height to her side, picking her up, and saying something with great anxiety.

Then it seemed as if a towering figure, reaching to the heavens and the earth, hung high in the sky, its whole body radiating golden light, like a great sun rising from the darkest night, dispelling all the cold and darkness, and single-handedly turning night into day.

Eight words subconsciously surfaced in Qingcao's mind.

Manipulating creation, reversing yin and yang!

She didn't know, nor did she understand, what it meant.

Her already blurred consciousness could no longer sustain her thinking.

How could anyone on this continent be so powerful?
This must be a hallucination I had before I died.

My father once said that before everyone dies, they can see the most beautiful scene they want to see in their life, and after death they will go to a warm heaven where there is no winter.

There, everyone can have enough to eat and need not worry about being attacked by ferocious beasts.

It would be better if I just died like this.

My life has been so tiring.

It would be good to be able to reunite with her husband, father, mother, and son in that world.

It's just that his daughter-in-law has suffered.
In the daze before the darkness fell, Qingcao heard a familiar voice calling her.

"Mother!"

"Mother."

Qingcao felt like she had a very long dream, a sleep she hadn't had since her father and mother died.

In her dream, she went to the beautiful country her father had described and reunited with her family members who had long since died.

There, springtime prevails, there are no nights or cold, no ferocious beasts or battles, and every day there is an endless supply of roasted meat and fruit, as well as plenty of salty stones to lick.

In a state between sleep and wakefulness, she felt as if she had returned to the cave of her tribe.

The warm sunshine shone on her, making her feel warm and comfortable all over. It seemed that all her chronic illnesses had completely disappeared, and she felt indescribably happy.

A tall, imposing man with an exceptionally strong and heroic physique was speaking animatedly, his face turned to the side.

"Let me tell you, the thing from last night should be called a Nightmare Beast, or in your local terms, a Nightmare Demon King."

"What is a nightmare? That's not important. All you need to know is that this thing hunts by relying on illusions. Any creature whose mental will is not as strong as its will will be shrouded in the dark nightmares spewed from its body and thus dragged into a death dream."

"How to avoid it? Good question. Just be careful not to inhale the Dark Nightmare, which is the mist it releases. That stuff will paralyze your brain—don't ask me what the brain is, it's the thing inside your forehead."

"Once invaded by the dark nightmare, it will continuously devour your beautiful memories, gradually shrouding your heart in darkness so that you can no longer muster any hope."

"Can you escape if you have enough willpower? Unfortunately, no. But there is no doubt that strong willpower can help you endure for a little longer."

"For example, your grandmother is incredibly powerful. I don't know how she did it. Despite being weak, she managed to hold off that Nightmare Beast for a full hour. When I arrived, it was furious, haha!"

"However, this thing is strong in some ways and weak in others. For example, it's useless during the day, and the Nightmare Beast can only unleash its Dark Nightmare at night."

"The monster that plays with illusions is actually very weak. Any beast-blooded warrior can kill it, or if your mental strength is stronger than itss, then it can't do anything to you."

"You're asking me how I eliminated it?"

"Actually, I didn't do anything. I just noticed its attack pattern and wanted to explore its limits, so I showed it my happiest memories, and then it scared itself to death."

"So you don't need to be afraid at all, this thing is really nothing special."

"Of course it's true, Xiaoshan can vouch for me!"

"Learn skills from me? Sure, of course, no problem. But I need to understand your situation better first. Your current cultivation method has too many drawbacks and must be improved."

"Just like this girl, she clearly has the power of the Nirvana Flame residing in her body, which is the natural enemy of Nightmare Beasts, yet she's almost exhausted her lifespan by playing around with it. This is simply a waste of... uh... a terrible thing."

"I, Lu Wenwu, guarantee that once you learn my techniques, you can easily kill those extremely flawed trash monsters like Nightmare Beasts! Huh? You're awake!"

(End of this chapter)