A week passes..
Zen was laying in a bed, covered with bandages all over, he seemed to be in a deep sleep. His sword and the dagger gifted to him lay on a table placed next to the bed.
Zen woke.
"Where.." !!!
As Zen tried to sit up, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He could not circulate Qi, His Dantian had been ruptured! Zen tried to cultivate Qi but wasn't able to. He tried to use Mana to help in cultivating Qi but that didn't work, he tried to reinforce the Dantian with his Kyon but that too, didn't work. Zen endured the pain and stood up.
He ripped the bandages off his body, to reveal a gruesome scar which spanned from his shoulder to his lower abdomen.
"Why now has it re-surfaced?!", "The wound given to me by Hyasu!'
Meanwhile At the Black Faction: Hubei Branch.
Five martial artists were at the place where Zen and Abaddon had fought.
"Sir! We have detected signs of demonic Qi!" one of the martial artists called out to a person, who was seemingly their leader, on a horse. "Take some samples of it." the leader answered. "What's this?" another martial artist said, as he picked up a pulsating.. something. "AAGH" the man screamed, white jets of Qi flowed from the man into the thing. The man seemed to dry up, nothing but bones and skin remained, as the rest gathered. Everyone seemed distressed at the sight of the body.
"How'd this happen?" the leader asked, the pulsating thing seemed to get bigger, it started to take form, it started to become a tentacle, just like the ones Abaddon had, it started to elongate. "RUN, TAKE THE SAMPLE AND RUN!" the leader screamed, as he got off his horse and ran for his life.
The tentacle latched onto the horse, seeming to have a mind of its own, it depraved the horse of its blood and organs too, all that remained, like the man before, was skin and bones, spikes formed on the tentacle.
Seemingly operating without a brain, the tentacle gathered up the pulsating things, taking form even more. A few hours passed, it was now dusk. The.... things, had taken form of a teen boy, from whose back protruded two long and spiky tentacles, the boy had dark, purple skin, bloody eyes and bones protruded from various parts of his body. He started to run, towards what seemed to be nothing, but after a few minutes, he had reached a cliff, below the cliff there was a village, with a very prominent grin on his face, he jumped off, using the two tentacles to break his fall, he ran towards livestock.
The livestock tried to run, but weren't able to, using the two tentacles, which latched onto the livestock, he absorbed them, bleeding them dry, with each one absorbed, his form seemed to get stronger.
Some people saw this and were terrified and tried to run, however, they too, couldn't. Screams of women and children were heard across the village.
Some people, who seemed to be martial artists, came to try and stop the boy doing all this, but they too were bled dry. With each new organism absorbed, the boy seemed to evolve.
At the Rose Imugi Sect
"I'll try to enforce the Dantian using Mana." Zen thought, as he sat down, in excruciating pain.
A few hours pass..
Zen sat still, in a meditating pose, it has turned dusk outside, sweat covered Zen, as he came out of the meditating pose, gasping for air.
"Its not complete but it should be enough, I have formed partial Zhou!"
A week passes..
Zen was laying in a bed, covered with bandages all over, he seemed to be in a deep sleep. His sword and the dagger gifted to him lay on a table placed next to the bed.
Zen woke.
"Where.." !!!
As Zen tried to sit up, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He could not circulate Qi, His Dantian had been ruptured! Zen tried to cultivate Qi but wasn't able to. He tried to use Mana to help in cultivating Qi but that didn't work, he tried to reinforce the Dantian with his Kyon but that too, didn't work. Zen endured the pain and stood up.
He ripped the bandages off his body, to reveal a gruesome scar which spanned from his shoulder to his lower abdomen.
"Why now has it re-surfaced?!", "The wound given to me by Hyasu!'
Meanwhile At the Black Faction: Hubei Branch.
Five martial artists were at the place where Zen and Abaddon had fought.
"Sir! We have detected signs of demonic Qi!" one of the martial artists called out to a person, who was seemingly their leader, on a horse. "Take some samples of it." the leader answered. "What's this?" another martial artist said, as he picked up a pulsating.. something. "AAGH" the man screamed, white jets of Qi flowed from the man into the thing. The man seemed to dry up, nothing but bones and skin remained, as the rest gathered. Everyone seemed distressed at the sight of the body.
"How'd this happen?" the leader asked, the pulsating thing seemed to get bigger, it started to take form, it started to become a tentacle, just like the ones Abaddon had, it started to elongate. "RUN, TAKE THE SAMPLE AND RUN!" the leader screamed, as he got off his horse and ran for his life.
The tentacle latched onto the horse, seeming to have a mind of its own, it depraved the horse of its blood and organs too, all that remained, like the man before, was skin and bones, spikes formed on the tentacle.
Seemingly operating without a brain, the tentacle gathered up the pulsating things, taking form even more. A few hours passed, it was now dusk. The.... things, had taken form of a teen boy, from whose back protruded two long and spiky tentacles, the boy had dark, purple skin, bloody eyes and bones protruded from various parts of his body. He started to run, towards what seemed to be nothing, but after a few minutes, he had reached a cliff, below the cliff there was a village, with a very prominent grin on his face, he jumped off, using the two tentacles to break his fall, he ran towards livestock.
The livestock tried to run, but weren't able to, using the two tentacles, which latched onto the livestock, he absorbed them, bleeding them dry, with each one absorbed, his form seemed to get stronger.
Some people saw this and were terrified and tried to run, however, they too, couldn't. Screams of women and children were heard across the village.
Some people, who seemed to be martial artists, came to try and stop the boy doing all this, but they too were bled dry. With each new organism absorbed, the boy seemed to evolve.
At the Rose Imugi Sect
"I'll try to enforce the Dantian using Mana." Zen thought, as he sat down, in excruciating pain.
A few hours pass..
Zen sat still, in a meditating pose, it has turned dusk outside, sweat covered Zen, as he came out of the meditating pose, gasping for air.
"Its not complete but it should be enough, I have formed partial Zhou!"
