Wu Shattered Star River

The battle in the Land of Extreme Winter was fierce, but the Other Shore Space remained tranquil.

Jiang Han had no idea how much Demonic Qi he had absorbed. He continuously shattered the Other Shore Space, attracting a large amount of Demonic Qi.

This Demonic Qi was refined by the tornado. When there was enough Demonic Qi inside the tornado, Jiang Han would stop bombarding and enter the tornado to absorb it.

Repeating this process, Jiang Han had been absorbing it for several years. His body was covered with tattoos, initially black, then turning blue, and now almost completely purple.

Today, he once again completely absorbed the Demonic Qi within the tornado. This time, the tattoos on his body all turned purple, the light in his eyes turned purple, and his hair was uniformly purple.

At this moment, his aura suddenly soared, becoming dozens of times stronger than before. The little Vermilion Bird outside sensed it, and its body began to tremble.

Those pearl-like eyes were filled with fear. It was a fear that came from instinct, like a rabbit facing an eagle, naturally suppressed, fear in the bloodline.

Inside, Jiang Han closed his eyes. With no Demonic Qi in the tornado, he was not manic and did not fly out to bombard the Other Shore Space.

He stood naked, proudly in the void, constantly rotating with the tornado, his eyes tightly closed, his purple hair dancing wildly.

Time passed quickly. Three days passed, and the aura on Jiang Han's body gradually began to weaken, becoming weaker and weaker, until it completely disappeared, and no aura could be felt at all.

When all aura disappeared, Jiang Han's eyes opened, but they were no longer empty, no longer dull, but filled with flowing light and radiance.

"Chirp chirp!"

The little Vermilion Bird sensed Jiang Han's situation. It flew around outside with great excitement, even wanting to fly into the tornado. Finally, it stopped at the periphery of the tornado, constantly chirping at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han ignored the little Vermilion Bird. His eyes flickered, and his mind was somewhat dazed.

He felt like he had a very long, long dream. In the dream, he became a demon; he became a living dead.

He dreamed of squatting on the ground and eating a child's arm raw; he dreamed of his body being torn apart piece by piece by demonic creatures; he dreamed of his clansmen, relatives, and children being killed…

He struggled countless times in the dream to wake up, but he felt that his consciousness was suppressed by a large mountain, and he could not wake up. His consciousness could not even move.

He was like a monkey suppressed by the Five Finger Mountain, no matter how he struggled, no matter how he tried, he could not break free.

Today!

The mountain that suppressed his consciousness suddenly disappeared, and then he strangely woke up!

So he was still a little confused at the moment, feeling like he was still dreaming.

He stood blankly for a while, and finally the constant chirping of the little Vermilion Bird woke him up. He flashed out of the tornado.

"Chirp!"

The little Vermilion Bird immediately flew over excitedly and landed on Jiang Han's shoulder.

Jiang Han turned to look at the little Vermilion Bird. He reached out and grabbed the little Vermilion Bird, and at the moment he reached out, his eyes suddenly shrank.

He noticed the purple tattoos on his hand. He suddenly looked down at his whole body, and when he saw that his body was covered with purple tattoos, his eyes showed panic.

He released a spell, and a mirror appeared in front of him. He saw his whole body.

"I, how did I become like this?"

Jiang Han reached out and touched his face, his eyes filled with panic. No one wants to turn into a monster.

"Chirp chirp!"

The little Vermilion Bird was still chirping non-stop. Jiang Han reached out and comforted the little Vermilion Bird, and then began to investigate his situation.

After investigating for a while, his eyes were filled with surprise. Why did he become like this?

Why did his hair turn purple? And his soul was full of purple threads. What was strange was that there was no longer any demonic aura on his body.

He opened his eyes and glanced around, and soon his eyes showed astonishment. Why did the Other Shore Space become like this?

What happened after his consciousness fell asleep?

His consciousness was completely asleep, so he had no idea what happened later.

He looked around a few times, his body flashed and flew around. After circling in the Other Shore Space, he flew into the tornado and circled around, but found nothing.

He could only cast his doubtful gaze on the little Vermilion Bird, wanting to seek answers from the little Vermilion Bird.

"Little Vermilion Bird, how long have I been asleep?"

The little Vermilion Bird blinked confusedly, not knowing how to answer. Jiang Han could only verify one by one.

"Three years?"

"Five years?"

"Eight years?"

The little Vermilion Bird felt it was about right and nodded.

Jiang Han asked again: "Why did the Other Shore Space become like this? Did I destroy it?"

There were no other creatures in the Other Shore Space, and the little Vermilion Bird's ability was not enough to destroy it, so it could only be himself.

The little Vermilion Bird nodded again. Jiang Han continued to ask: "Then why did I become like this? Did I mutate myself? What happened during these years of my sleep?"

Jiang Han asked too much, asked too complicatedly. The little Vermilion Bird could not answer and could only shake its head confusedly, flying in the air.

Jiang Han could only patiently ask bit by bit, eliminating them one by one.

He asked for a full half a day, asked thousands of questions. Later, he was secretly shocked and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You mean… I absorbed a large amount of Demonic Qi, and that's why I became like this?"

"I shattered the Other Shore Space, and then attracted a large amount of Demonic Qi. I absorbed all the Demonic Qi, and then I shattered the Other Shore Space again, attracting Demonic Qi?"

The little Vermilion Bird kept nodding, and Jiang Han was dumbfounded.

The little Vermilion Bird would not lie, so what it said was the truth.

"I absorbed a lot, a lot of Demonic Qi?"

Jiang Han frowned. He felt that there was no Demonic Qi on his body.

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed it. Indeed, he did not find a trace of Demonic Qi on his body, and his consciousness was not affected by the Demonic Qi.

Now, apart from his strange appearance, he felt that he was no different from a normal person.

He was not irritable, not bloodthirsty, not manic, not craving to kill. He was extremely calm.

"That's not right—"

When he scanned his body again, he suddenly found the problem.

He found that the purple threads in his soul seemed to contain small spaces, and those small spaces contained a large amount of Demonic Qi.

"Buzz ~"

He tried to activate those Demonic Qi, and the purple tattoos on his body suddenly lit up.

Then, extremely terrifying auras emanated from his body, and the little Vermilion Bird was immediately suppressed by the aura, its body trembling.

After Jiang Han mobilized the Demonic Qi, a purple light immediately appeared in his eyes, and his heart became extremely manic and bloodthirsty. His mind was filled with endless killing intent, wishing he could tear everything in front of him to pieces.

"Hoo hoo ~"

After a while, he suppressed the desire in his heart and took the Demonic Qi back.

The terrifying aura on his body gradually disappeared, the purple light in his eyes disappeared, and the various negative emotions in his soul disappeared.

"Am I finally demonized?"

Jiang Han blinked and murmured after thinking for a moment: "But because I absorbed too much Demonic Qi, I evolved into a higher-level demon? I can control the Demonic Qi in my body? Can I release and retract it freely?"