Outside the beehive, dark clouds nearly touched the ground, enveloping the land in darkness. Torrential rain poured down, turning the world into a blur of grey and black.0

As lightning slashed the sky, the colossal old trees of the secret land swayed madly in the storm, their branches whipping around as if transforming into demonic beings.0

Through the gaps in the beehive, Wang Xuan watched the curtain of rain. Each flash of lightning cast his determined face into sharp relief, then plunged it back into shadow.0

Despite his wound closing, blood still seeped from the terrible gash on his shoulder, a grim reminder of the near-fatal encounter. His body, nearly cleaved in two, was a testament to the severity of the battle he had endured.0

The Earth Immortal Spring crystal worked its magic, filling him with a torrent of life-giving energy. This rejuvenating force flowed to his wound, promoting rapid healing.0

Throughout the night, he lay in wait, quietly allowing his body to mend. Bones knitted, new flesh grew, and his marrow glowed with vitality, pulsating with the energy of renewed life.0

In the dark, rain-drenched wilderness, eerie noises emerged. Tall figures, reminiscent of mountain spirits, loomed in the gloom. At least two meters tall, these humanoid creatures were covered in long, black hair. Their fingernails, shining in the dim light, were over twenty centimeters long.0

Their eyes glowed a sinister green, piercing the darkness and rain with beams of eerie light.0

One particularly towering figure,...0