Chen Yan saw constant light and dark in front of him, and countless chaotic voices appeared one after another. It was completely different from the previous channel link in Vidya Gandhi's leather shoes. This link in front of him was not safe——

Chen Yan felt those chaotic voices approaching him. Those voices came from all directions, getting closer and closer to him, and they were completely malicious.

He realized he couldn't let those guys get close to him, so he started running through the channel links.

As he ran, there were running sounds all around him. Countless running sounds came towards him at the same time. The tense pressure almost made him suffocate.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if he was caught up.

He could only run as fast as he could.

Fortunately, this passage was not long. After running wildly for a while, Chen Yan arrived at the end.

As ripples rippled, my eyes gradually became brighter.

When his vision returned, he felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar - it was a small, Asian-style room.

Various animal specimens are hung on the four walls of the room, mostly processed limbs and various feathers.

There are also relatively complete animals, but Chen Yan cannot name those strange creatures.

He looked at the complete orangutan skeleton not far away and finally remembered where this room was——

This is the reception room of Taisheng and the goddess Xiangu!

Different from what I remembered, the furnishings in the living room have changed a lot. The bookcase against the wall opposite the door is gone, and the biological specimens hanging on the wall are even weirder. They don't look like ordinary animal specimens.

Isn't this... the [current] Xanthium's reception room?

Chen Yan thought to himself that according to his last experience, [you can enter someone's head through a link] - what he entered now must be the third uncle's head.

The field of vision in front of you must also be the field of vision of your third uncle.

At this moment, Xanthium sat opposite the third uncle, with only a small table between them. There was a candle on the corner of the small table, and the small thing that was about to burn out provided the only light in the room.

Light - It's night now.

In the center of the small table are two reagent bottles, one of which contains a liquid that looks like "burned ashes".

In the other bottle was bright red and viscous blood. The blood looked like a very dense gel. Although it was placed there quietly, the blood in the reagent bottle was constantly "squirming".

That bottle of blood seems to be alive.

At this time, the third uncle was looking at Xanthium striata, and Chen Yan was able to see Xanthium sibiricum's face.

The Xanthium in front of me also looks strange - he is very young, has a handsome face, bright eyes, no gray hair on his temples, and no collagen on his face, but he still looks well-maintained.

This is a young cocklebur.

The old Xanthium is a handsome old guy, and his masculinity is obvious, but this young Xanthium... is too beautiful, and his feminine aura makes him look like a woman.

Chen Yan looked at Xanthium like this and realized that this time, what he entered through the channel link was not the "now", but a certain memory that existed in the "past" in his third uncle's head.

When did the scene in front of me happen?

He could feel the third uncle's mood at this time:

Uneasy, exhausted, fearful, confused, crazy...

"Before using [Holy Communion], I need to tell you something."

The young Xanthium spoke, and his voice was soft and terrifying, much like the old glass Chen Yan had seen on the ferry.

He pointed to the glass reagent bottle containing the "burnt ashes".

"This one was extracted from the body of a living corpse called [The Undead] and preserved through a special method. It is one of the inheritance of the gods and is called [The Dying Fire]."

Listening to Xanthium's words, Chen Yan immediately remembered that he seemed to have heard these words somewhere before.

It's... the story I told my third uncle in the zoo at night when he was lying on the glass door of the public telephone booth after he became corrupted!

In other words, the time when this incident happened was probably twenty years ago, just a few years after the third uncle came to the empire.

I actually entered a certain memory of my third uncle twenty years ago...

Chen Yan still remembered the story that the corrupted third uncle once told him at night in the zoo - what the third uncle described at that time was different from what Chen Yan saw and heard.

Did my third uncle at that time lie to me?

As expected...

As the candle burned and made a slight "crackling" sound, the cocklebur spoke again.

"Inheriting [the extinguishing fire] will cause oneself to be ignited by the fire. If you are lucky enough to survive, you can become an immortal who can carry the flame."

The third uncle didn't even ask, 'What kind of abilities will you get by becoming an immortal?' He directly rejected the suggestion and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to become a monster like Solar that feeds on people."

Xanthium smiled and pointed to another bottle:

"This bottle is extracted from the dead Ma Zai... Actually, I was quite surprised. The Ma Zai showed an amazing desire to survive at the end of his life journey. Even before he was almost completely deconstructed, he was still begging me for mercy.

"

"Such a strong vitality."

There was only admiration in Xanthium's tone.

He looked at his third uncle's twinkling eyes and his voice was full of temptation:

"I have never seen such subhuman blood. At present, I can only roughly locate the lycanthropic virus it carries in the [Diptera, Squamata, Snakes], which is a close relative of the Broken Snake."

The third uncle's mood obviously fluctuated: "The Broken Snake...is it the kind of snake that can survive even if it is broken in half?"

Xanthium confirmed: "Yes."

He continued: "Although the snakes this blood belongs to are close relatives of the broken snakes and have strong recovery capabilities, the bottle of blood in front of you has been diluted and does not have such strong life force——

Perhaps it is because the owner of this bottle of blood is a mixed race. One of his parents is a normal human and the other is a demi-human. Humans and demi-humans breed, resulting in impure blood.

It may also be that the owner of this bottle of blood has poor genetics, or even suffers from certain trait defects, causing the blood concentration to not meet the standard.

In short, the concentration of this bottle of blood cannot reach the point where people can [regenerate severed limbs]."

The third uncle listened silently.

There was temptation in Xanthium's words, and Chen Yan couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false. Presumably the third uncle also didn't know whether Xanthus was deceiving.

But at this time, the third uncle obviously had no choice - Chen Yan could feel the third uncle's loneliness and bravery - he had to choose one of the two bottles of blood tonight.

"The concentration of dirty blood in this bloodline is no longer that strong, and it cannot achieve the recovery effect of [regeneration of severed limbs], but the most basic recovery ability is still there. You can use this thing to heal your injuries."

The third uncle stared at the dark red blood that continued to slowly wriggle in the test tube. There seemed to be long strips of worms squirming in the blood.

Chen Yan had an inexplicable feeling. He felt that the bug in the blood felt the gaze of the third uncle. He felt that the bug was looking at the third uncle...

"I choose this bottle."

The third uncle pointed at the squirming crimson blood.

Xanthium laughed.

"Okay, then, let's get started."
Chapter completed!