Qian An had always been kind to Wang Xuan, a good-natured elderly man, but now he met a tragic fate in his own home. His spiritual essence was being devoured by a monstrous entity, a cruelty far surpassing physical violence.1

"Are you trying to recreate the ancient era of bloodshed?!" Wang Xuan, provoked and infuriated, darted forward without a moment's delay. He had already seen enormous predatory birds on his way, unmistakably monstrous in nature. Now, such beings were daring to act so brazenly.1

The once kind and well-respected Old Qian was now reduced to a shell of his former self, his spirit almost extinguished, on the verge of becoming a soulless husk. Wang Xuan's eyes reddened with fury, an intense killing intent emanating from him as he leaped forward, shattering the doors and windows to burst into the house.0

"Brother Wang, what's..." Qian An's granddaughter, Qian Qian, was caught off guard, shocked by his abrupt and uncharacteristic intrusion into her grandfather's bedroom.0

On the bed, Qian An abruptly sat up, his eyes flickering with a faint black light, revealing his surprise. "Wang Xuan, what's wrong?" he asked.0

The commotion alarmed the Qian family, who hurried to the scene, bewildered by Wang Xuan's behavior. They knew of his close relationship with their patriarch, but this was completely unexpected.0

Wang Xuan scrutinized the old man on the bed. Despite the commotion he caused, the creature inside Qian An remained composed, trying to deceive him. However, it dared not continue consuming Qian...0