"Xiao Houzi, Xiao Houzi, please don't let anything happen to you..."
In the darkness, a middle-aged man over fifty years old leaned against a rock, panting heavily, muttering to himself. His body was covered in blood, with a large gash on his chest, exposing bone fragments, seemingly pierced by sharp claws, just inches from his heart.
Beside him lay the corpse of a massive desolate beast, resembling a bat. Its wingspan stretched four to five meters, with long bone blades at the tips, incredibly sharp and reflecting a cold gleam under the moonlight.
This was a Mad Bat, possessing mid-stage Meridian Opening strength, active at night with remarkable combat abilities. It could swiftly hunt prey under the cover of darkness, and ordinary desolate beasts would lose their heads before realizing its approach.
