Back at the water pool in the small hole, Lynn took a deep breath and plunged down. After diving for more than twenty meters, the water pool stretched out. There was a bright spot in the distance, which should be the entrance of the cave.
After swimming for a time, the bright spot opened up in front of him. Exit was getting nearer, so he continued. He didn't get drowned because of his deep essence he had harnessed.
Realizing he was at the bank of the water, he quickly rushed out of the water and took a few breaths of fresh air. The rumbling sound of the waterfall in his ears told him that this was the deep pool under the waterfall.
The Remnant's voice sounded again. "Child, I've already used my divine sense to investigate your surroundings. There is no danger around."
Lynn thanked his spirit guide and looked up at the high cliff, recalling everything that happened before in this world. His father, mother and sister, all died tragically in the hands of the antherions. Sadly at this time, his father's bones could not be found, but his mother's ashes was kept in his own spatial storage. And he believed his sister's body should still be on the cliff.
Thinking of this, Lynn wailed in anguish. After a long while, he managed to control his emotions, and began to find a place to climb to the cliff.
Because it was located at the edge of the waterfall, the rocks were very smooth. Lynn managed to climb to the top of the cliff after a lot of hard work. After searching his memory, he found the place where Wynter and Harbonok fought.
There were still many traces of a hard-fought battle around, but there was no trace of Wynter. Lynn couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope, praying in his heart that Wynter could have escaped from the clutches of the mad dragon. But as a matter of fact, Wynter had already exploded his life essence, just like how Lynn's father did many years back, but didn't survive and his body had been swept away by the water current.
Lynn found the place where Amber was killed. There was still a pool of blood on the ground which had already turned black and was air-dried. It should have been left by her, but her body was gone. There seem to be traces of bloodstain on the ground from the body being dragged around.
Seeing this, Lynn sobbed for a while, but didn't dare think about it any further. He quickly followed the trail of blood, searching. Along the way, he saw some bloodstains hanging on several branches, and also picked up a shoe belonging to Amber. He remembered that she made it from animal skins herself. After the sewing was finished, Lynn once laughed at her craftsmanship as not as good as Ember's. Amber was pulling on Lynn's little face at that time. So, there was no mistaken the owner of the shoe.
"Child, don't dwell on sadness. It only weakens the soul." The Remnant didn't know how to comfort Lynn at this time, but he had already sensed a tiger, eating a corpse, a hundred meters ahead. He didn't want Lynn to be attacked unaware by tiger again under the current circumstances. Although it was just an ordinary, juvenile tiger, the boy didn't have any self-defense skills right now.
"My sister..." Lynn said sadly.
"I know, but don't be sadder when you hear this. Your sister's body is hundred meters ahead. Her body is being eaten by a tiger over there."
After The Remnant's words, he stopped talking. After all, this was an unavoidable pain that he could only bear by himself. The Remnant could only guide and provide the little help it could. So, he wiped the tears from his eyes, climbed to a high slope to look at the scene ahead, and saw to his dismay, a tiger, not far away from him, eating a corpse. Judging from the clothes, it was his good sister?
Lynn's anger suddenly surged up, his body swayed, and he almost fainted from the roiling essence in his vein. He grabbed a piece of dead wood from under his feet and rushed towards the tiger. The tiger was already very alert. It turned its head when it heard the movement, but found that it was only a child who was running over. It slowly dropped the food in his mouth and rushed towards the boy.
Nearing the on rushing tiger, Lynn threw the stick in his hand. The tiger did not expect that the young human would throw the only weapon in his hand, and it was already on a high speed. As soon as it twisted its body, its head flashed past the boy, but its body was hit by the dead wood, making it twist its front legs. It dropped to the ground in pain, letting out a painful roar.
At this moment, Lynn picked up a large stone, jumped in front of the tiger in a flash, and smashed its head open after taking a huge swing. He continued to hit the head of the tiger until he no longer had the strength to lift the stone, and then he stopped.
Lynn knelt on the ground, and wanted to cry some more, but there was something stuck in his throat, so he couldn't cry. Taking a deep breath, he roared in anger, and raised the stone and smashed it on the tiger's head for the last time. Then, he threw the stone away, shouting in grief at the sky. "Sister..."
Flocks of birds were immediately frightened by this heart-piercing roar and took to the sky from the forest trees. But Lynn's screams continued to echo in the valley for a long time as he made his way towards his village.
Entering the outskirts of his village, Lynn shook his in anguish. After the ravages of the antherions, the Ironwood village had already changed beyond recognition. Nearly two days had passed since the retreat of the antherions, so the tranquility in the village was unusual at this point. There was not a single trace of smoke coming out from the huts, but a few wolves could be seen all over the lands of the tribe.
All his clansmen were dying everywhere. On the premises of the entire tribe, the only living creatures moving around were the lone wolves that were drawn by the smell of blood and came to the clan to hunt for food. Usually these lone wolves would only watch the smoke from fire made by the humans from a distance.
Seeing everything in front of him, Lynn's heart continued to bleed. Due to excessive sadness, his perception was a little numb at this time. He ran to the top of the dirt slope to check his old hut, and found it destroyed by the antherions. He picked up a black iron bow and quiver, and rushed down the slope. With great annoyance, he shot the lone wolves to death.
"It's the son of the patriarch." At this moment, less than a dozen clansmen, some injured, came out of the jungle in the distance, with faces full of surprises.
Along with other able-bodied clansmen, Lynn gathered the bodies of all the fallen clansmen together in a heap, and cremated the bodies. He was busy throughout the night until the sky was brightly lit by the sun, and all the dead clansmen had been cremated.After doing all this, Lynn did not leave, but waited for a few days instructing the clansmen to pack everything that could be termed as useful.Before long, all the valuables that the tribe had accumulated over the years, such as food, clothing, weapons, and the rest, were piled up at the central square of the village.In the early morning of the fourth day, Lynn gathered the surviving clansmen at the village square. Seeing the mountain-like objects piled up in front of him, he was overwhelmed. "Uncle Callor, all these?""Yes, Lynn. Everything useful is here. The rest were left behind." Callor didn't rest well these days due to the amount of work that he had been doing. The two dark circles under his eyes were evidences of his lack
As the rays of the sun continued to pierce the ground, Lynn stood in a shadow cast by a massive boulder, recovering his strength. He had been running for several hours to evade the dangers of the plain, but the heat of the sun wasn't helping. He knew the blazing afternoon wasn't the best time of the day for a long distance journey on foot, but he couldn't linger around his demolished village. The threat of the antherions still loomed heavily on his mind.After deciding on his need for a small break, he sat on a small stone beside the boulder and opened his satchel. He brought out a piece of roasted rabbit leg, and a urn of deepwater he received from Wynter, his dead uncle.From his vantage point, he could see the outskirts of the Ivory hills, his destination. But considering the dangers of the roads, he knew the journey would take him several weeks to complete. So for now, he had to be extremely careful and conserve his energy as much as he could. If he was to survive.His eyes were d
Each of these wolves was far larger than a courser horse. Their grey furs and deep blue eyes were enough for him to know they were antherions, wolves which had been harnessing the power of Ether.The ones to his sides put on a sudden burst of speed that propelled them closer to Lynn. Soon, he could hear them salivating as they closed in on him. At this point, he was tired and worn out, but he continued to run towards a small hill, overlooking a narrow valley to the north.He collapsed against the base of the hill and turned around before using a few seconds to catch his breath. Just a stone throw from him, stood the largest member of the wolf pack. The wolf with its head low to the ground, stayed still, watching Lynn. A deep growl rumbling from its throat. Lynn stopped and drew out the steel sword he took before leaving his clansmen. He'd seen wolves take down prey before, and it wasn't a pretty sight.The huge wolves circled him, pacing and watching, ever drawing closer. They continu
Lynn couldn't wrap his head around what he guessed was in the dark shadows. The sound from the creature was like that of a rat, yet not like a rat—indeed not like anything he had ever heard about rodents.Clinging to the statue, he tried to look around. It had aspects of a great rodent in its squeal, and Lynn began to picture a giant rat ready to attack, sending a chill down his spine.Slowly, he began to gain control of his frayed nerves. He recalled the basic lessons he had learned from his father many years ago which proved useful to him in his miserable life.So with urgency, he began climbing with more energy.After another squeal sounded too close to where he was, he stopped climbing and glanced at the dark tunnel behind him. Then he saw the eyes. Two great red orbs stared at him from the darkness. Each seemed as large as a melon. They remained upon Lynn, unblinking, as he clung to the back of the statue. The eyes continued to bore into him, and he felt the cold bile of terror r
The huge underground cavity, the incomparably tall and straight pitch-black trees, and the faint blue light that was as bright as the stars, but more numerous than the stars.Although Lynn was standing here for the second time, he was still shocked by its incomparably magnificent and beautiful scene.Coming to the front of the stone chamber, Lynn took out the stone box from his spatial belt and said to The Remnant. "Guardian, its now five days, I want to take out the undergarment and see the effect of the silkworm on it."Afterwards, he took the undergarment out of the spatial storage, and with a flick, there was no moisture left on the undergarment. It was really looking good, Lynn thought. If all clothes have this effect, then washing clothes would be a much easier thing, and one didn't need to dry them.The Remnant then released a trace of divine consciousness. "Good. The effect is really good to see. This undergarment can only resist the attack of third-level attacks before now, b
At this moment, Lynn felt uncomfortable as if his whole body was on fire. He kept fanning his body with his clothes."Child, don't panic." The Remnant also felt a surge of energy circulating around in Lynn's body, and said. "Sit down and cross your leg. Now according to your usual conveyance method, slowly guide that energy and the essence of the confluence will run in your body according to the class of your essence attributes, and then digest and fuse it, bit by bit."After listening to The Remnant's instructions, Lynn immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced according to his guardian's words. He needed to hurry up, since it was really hot and uncomfortable. When he worked at a furnace site in his previous life, he had never felt so hot before even working under the sun.The conveyance method taught by The Remnant to Lynn was known as the Immortal Saint. It could absorb the essence power hidden in nature when the day and night timelines alternated in the sky. The time known a
After two months inside the cave, Lynn became eight years old in this new world. If he was in his old world, he would be eighteen years old. It was also an important day for him to condense the first essence crystal in his young reincarnated life. The quality of the essence crystals that he was going to create today would directly affect the height that he could climb in his level as a conveyor of essence in the future.He sat quietly in front of the stone house. Two months of harnessing the power of Ether had raised his essence capacity by a whole level, almost equal to what he had gained from the previous four or five years of conveyance.This surprised The Remnant. No wonder the divine archmage said in the book that when harnessing ether here, the lower the essence, the faster the growth rate.Lynn had been able to practice conveyance since the day he came to this world, and he was already very engrossed in it. After two months of hard work, he had become proficient. This level had
Controlling essence outside the body was a hundred times more difficult than inside the body. Especially to control such a huge essence was an extremely difficult task for Lynn who had never used essence before.At this time, Lynn's mental power had been activated to the maximum, and he was constantly controlling the output of his mental power. That meant, he had memories of two lives, and his essence was different from ordinary conveyor of essence. After eight years of continuous meditation, especially in the past two months, and after consuming some magical bugs every day, not only did his physique improve, but his mental strength had also improved while greatly increasing his essence.In the immortal cave, he could only see a vague shadow of his immediate environment by relying on the light of the magical bugs. But with the daily consumption of the silkworms and the increase in his essence, Lynn was now able to reach the level of normal night vision. This has nothing to do with th