"Although I restrained myself at that time, if I continue to devour it, I may not be able to restrain myself..."

"There is also the hunger of the senior brother, and the hunger of the Ancient Spirit Emperor!"

"And Zhang Siyun, the clone of the Red Mother, was hungry in the Immortal Forbidden Land back then!"

"Their hunger is the same as mine."

Xu Qing murmured.

"Then, what if I don't restrain myself?"

Xu Qing was silent. After a while, he gave up restraint and lowered his head instinctively. His breathing became rapid. The feeling of hunger overwhelmed his reason and replaced everything else.

He opened his mouth suddenly and bit his arm again, as if it was not his own flesh and blood.

One bite after another, biting hard, slowly losing sanity, and the instinct of life is gradually driving everything.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast!

Even when the blood filled the air, some of it fell on the gravel. Xu Qinghui instinctively lay down and greedily swallowed the blood-stained gravel.

But even so, the feeling of hunger still cannot be reduced at all.

"Hungry...hungry..."

Xu Qing trembled and crawled forward with all his strength. He wanted to eat more.

It's just that the surrounding area was deserted, and there weren't even any ferocious beasts. After climbing a few feet, Xu Qing lay there, swallowed by the darkness and drowned in madness.

As weakness and death spread throughout his body more and more intensely, Xu Qing's mind cleared up for a moment.

"The prince said that it is the overlap of human nature and divinity..."

"And now, I am an animal."

"The fact that he is still awake shows that this is a blend of human nature and animal nature, and it also shows that my method is wrong."

"So, what is humanity? What is divinity?"

Xu Qing murmured weakly.

Time passed and three days passed.

When Xu Qing felt this hunger in the Qingsha Desert, because the light of the red moon appeared on the horizon, the entire ethnic group and sentient beings in the Moon Festival Territory fell into despair.

And chaos is the companion of despair.

The entire Moon Festival Territory began to be in turmoil, and madness became the main theme.

Since the final fate is destined to be death, anything can happen at the last moment of life.

Burning, killing, insulting, raping and looting can be seen anywhere in this large area.

It's everywhere.

The evil in the nature of life is endlessly staged at this moment, being wantonly vented and actively released.

All restraints no longer exist, and all restraints are reduced to ashes.

The wailing and pain turned into a storm, sweeping everything in its path...

Humanity is collapsing.

Goodwill is fading.

Beastiality is spreading.

Madness is breaking out.

The same is true for the monks in the green sand desert.

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Chapter completed!