Chapter 117: Unexpected

But I couldn’t say what was wrong.

I just thought it was my own delusion, and I turned a blind eye to the monster’s hateful gaze.

I had already sat down on the other side, my face still cold and indifferent, calm as a well… I looked at myself and felt so strange.

I simply ignored this factor that made me so uneasy… and began to continue gulping… I had only one thought in my mind, that this was good for Silly Tiger, that this was good for Silly Tiger… and I didn’t know why, but I always felt that I had to hurry to do all this.

As I devoured it, the recovery of Silly Tiger became faster and faster… Gradually, its soul state stabilized, and then began to replenish the depleted soul power… The monster’s soul power was so turbulent that even the replenishment of soul power seemed to be very fast.

Gradually, the wounds on Shitu’s body from the collision with the monster (soul collision) also recovered. I still didn’t stop devouring, because Shitu had paid too much for this battle… I was filled with a strange sense of guilt, and of course I had to fight for Shitu.

At this time, I did not feel any desire contrary to my own intentions. It seemed that this time, the silent peace and calmness was a rare agreement.

As time passed, I gradually devoured half of the monster’s body, and Shahu’s condition had returned to its prime… but its will was still silent. I tried to communicate with it, but I was too guilty to do so. I didn’t want to admit that I had used Shahu as a pawn to ensure victory, but now I was too worried about Shahu’s condition to not communicate with it.

The feedback reassured me that Shatu’s will had not disappeared, but had instead entered a deep sleep… or rather, a coma, but with no major fluctuations in its will, and very stable.

I was relieved… I continued to devour the spirit of this monster… I didn’t even look at its eyes, and I naturally didn’t know that its expression had changed.

Until I had devoured nearly half of it, suddenly a tremendous, almost irresistible force appeared around me… I hadn’t even reacted yet when I was blown away by the tremendous force… and then I suddenly fell to the ground a dozen meters away from the monster’s body.

The monster was still alive, and I was devouring its spiritual power, not harming its soul. In theory, when the enemy is devoured to a certain extent, even if it is not devoured, it must be destroyed as soon as possible.

But my intuition told me not to do that!

Now, is this proof? Is there a second enemy in this cave? I suddenly became extremely vigilant and began to look around subconsciously, but once again, my heart told me to hurry and get better benefits!

What is the benefit? I haven’t reacted yet… I feel that Shatu’s body is running towards the monster’s body… For Shatu’s huge body of more than ten meters, the distance of more than ten meters is simply a blink of an eye, and it arrives in an instant.

When I arrived, I didn’t even know what to do… Silly Tiger went crazy and bit the monster’s body, and then pulled with all his strength. A large piece of the monster’s flesh was in my mouth… This bite was so exaggerated that it took nearly a quarter of the monster’s flesh at once… And I began to devour it unconsciously without understanding anything!

As expected, once again, the overwhelming, irresistible force lifted me off the ground… And this time, I felt a faint will contained in that force. This will was in a state of anger, so in the process of lifting me off the ground this time, it deliberately gave me a little punishment… I felt that in the process of being thrown off the ground, my soul was hammered by a heavy hammer.

The feeling of pressure was so obvious that I subconsciously wanted to groan, but the firm will in my heart made me bite down on the piece of flesh in my mouth. In the moment of landing, I didn’t care about the feeling of my soul being hit by a heavy hammer and still shaking, but quickly swallowed the piece of flesh in an ugly manner.

I was not in control of the rhythm of all this. I just had a hunch that the great power, for reasons I did not know, had not really dealt me a “heavy blow,” but if I wanted to take advantage of it again, I was afraid I would not be so easy.

And in the face of my gnawing movements, the pressure in the cave suddenly increased, as if another blow was about to strike me… I instinctively felt that I should avoid it, but I didn’t want to. My body’s movements continued to devour, and at this time, that power once again condensed into a hammer and struck me fiercely.

But at this moment, a seemingly weak soul suddenly appeared, forming a small ball that spun endlessly and met the hammer.

The soul force is transformed into a small ball that rotates in a constant rhythm? How subtle a spiritual awareness is needed to achieve this? Moreover, the artistic conception of the rotation of this small ball also coincides with the flowing artistic conception of the Daoist tai chi, which looks so mysterious.

Due to the rotating force of the hammer, it took a long time for the hammer to fall, and during the process of falling, the force was constantly being dissipated. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I gulped down the flesh and blood. At the moment the hammer fell, I suddenly exerted my strength and my body rushed out, and at that moment, the hammer fell heavily.

At this critical moment, I avoided unnecessary harm.

Without my conscious will, the union between me and Shatu suddenly dissolved… Shatu once again entered the depths of my soul to sleep, and my consciousness returned to my body.

In fact, I knew very well that a large amount of flesh and blood had not been digested by Shatu, and this kind of sleep was the best way for it to digest… I was a little relieved about Shatu’s situation, but I was completely confused about my own situation.

Why? I subconsciously thought again whether it was Tao Tongzi? But this is completely different from before? Who could it be? I was anxious… However, this anxious feeling was quickly suppressed by an inexplicable calmness, and then I stood up and walked towards the monster’s incomplete body that had been devoured, as if I were taking a leisurely stroll.

“Surely someone who didn’t want me to completely destroy it couldn’t help but intervene? Doing this in such an almost indestructible cage is like interfering with other cells in a human prison, isn’t it?” The cave was empty, and my calm and peaceful voice echoed.

It’s like a person talking to himself foolishly, saying completely irrelevant things, and naturally not getting any response.

But I don’t find it strange. After returning to myself completely, I even feel that this is natural. My mind is extremely clear, and I clearly recognize that this power is not a monster on this level, but a powerful being on some level that I don’t know about, interfering and making a move.

As for the purpose? I had already walked up to the monster, and walked around it calmly a few times, then shook my head and said to myself again, “I believe that everything has a price. Just as what happened in the prison, naturally the jailer had to step in… how could other prisoners act at will? So, this attack must have come at a price, right? Is there nothing I can do about it?”

At this point, my voice became a little frivolous… It seemed like a provocation, but in fact I knew my purpose, which was to test? I also wanted to use provocation to get some information.

Sure enough, at this time, a clear idea finally appeared. The original idea of dialogue was only a mysterious way of communication, and it was impossible to feel subtle details as clearly as sound.

However, this thought that sounded in my head seemed to be talking to me with a tone that seemed to have come from the distant past.

No, it wasn’t a conversation, but a strong message. It seemed to be saying, “If I have to, I can kill you. Don’t hurt it. Go away.”

It was a simple sentence, but it contained a thousand messages. I was not the least bit flustered by this mysterious existence, its powerful strength, and its threatening words.

I closed my eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, as if it were a natural habit, and then opened my eyes again without a change in expression.

I just continued walking around the monster for a few more steps, and then said softly, “A gryphon? Interesting…”