Outside Nanyang Prefecture City, Qingluo Mountain. A small mountain completely covered by lush vegetation.
At the waist of the mountain, there was a small mountain spring waterfall.
Not far away, hidden among the dense banyan forest, was an abandoned small Taoist temple.
Inside the main hall of the temple stood a damaged and headless statue of a deity.
On the mottled and faded walls around, divine demon colored painting patterns could still be vaguely seen.
A strong man over two meters tall, his muscles knotted, and his skin stretched into bizarre lines from the bulge, sat inside the main hall.
In front of him burned a bonfire. Beside it was a smashed offering table.
At this moment, the strong man used the wood from the offering table to light the fire, leisurely roasting a two-hundred-pound boar.
He didn't use a knife; with just his fingers, he easily sliced through skin and flesh, evenly sprinkling on the seasoning.
