Thirty miles eastward from Jinyintan Village.
It was past seven in the evening now.
The sun was setting and the night slowly descending.
Near the gully, a short-haired woman wearing spandex and smoky make-up was sitting cross-legged, and lying beside her was a boar over a dozen meters in length and was covered in a layer of pitch-black scales.
The boar's tusks were long and it also had a single dark horn above its head, and it was as tall as a one-floored building even though it was lying down.
A petrifying aura was emitting from its horn too.
Weirdly, however, there was a vague gray sheet of deathly air around its body.
Upon closer look, one would see a gaping hole in the horned boar's abdomen. The flesh around it had dried up, however, and its innards were visible, though they had all shriveled into a tangled bunch and showed no signs of life.
