Chapter 118: A Home in the Depths of Skull Forest
rememberYour answer at this moment.Perhaps this is the most appropriate evaluation of this gathering by the Yellow River.Having finished discussing the difficulties of the Yellow River meeting, let m...This is the lair of the Yan Xiao, marked as "The Skull Hanging Forest" on the map.
Those skulls hung silently on the trees, their empty sockets seeming to stare at every visitor.
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This silence, this hopelessness. It has endured for hundreds of years.
The four of them dispersed.
Qingqi tree held the shield at the front, his expression more serious than ever.
From now on, he will fulfill his responsibilities.
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All dangers directed at the Dragonslayer, he as a Sacred Clan Warrior must bear first.
For Jiang Wang and the others, this was an adventure, a gamble in which they sought gain amidst danger.
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But for the warriors of the Sea Saint Clan, this is a struggle against unfortunate destiny.
The boundary between darkness and light.
Even Qingqi Shu didn't bring his sword, fearing that he might instinctively retaliate and injure Yan Xiao, thus triggering Yan Xiao's resurrection condition.
Before, in the realm of vipers, he was attacked by vipers so many times, enduring unbearable pain, yet never retaliated once. This is what he trained for today.
This is the best opportunity for the Saint Clan in a thousand years, perhaps even the last. Before departing, Granny said so.
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He concealed the hidden garment in his bosom, incorporating scraps of the King Cobra's skin at its edges. Its quality was second only to the one made entirely of King Cobra's skin by Jiang Wang. This alone was a small favoritism bestowed upon him by the old priest.
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The Hanging Skull Forest was eerily quiet. It was the middle of the afternoon, yet it felt as still and lifeless as night had fallen.
This quiet...reminds Jiang Wang of the dead silence he experienced when he first arrived in the Sen Hai Yuan Realm.
Is there any connection between that place and the Skullwood
At that time, he also heard the screech of the owl.
Footsteps rustled through the leaves.
“Don’t be hasty,” Jiang Wang reminded.
Suci pursed her lips, truly holding back the urge to lunge forward.
As Wǔ went along the path, he stuck a few needles into the passing trees.
“It’s non-toxic,” he said.
An eerie calm.
The four people moved cautiously forward, but they did not encounter any attacks along the way.
The horror of the Hanging Forest seems to only extend to its appearance.
Keep walking, deeper into the Skull Forest.
The surrounding trees, like bare and straight poles, were crowned with lush foliage at their peaks.
At the connection points of branches and trunks, hung those ghastly human skulls.
Qingqi's gaze swept over the skulls.
I didn't dare to look too much.
"If I fail today, the one hanging from this tree tomorrow could be me, or it could be my child," he said.
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Jiang Wang carefully looked over several skulls, but said nothing.
The field of vision suddenly broadened.
As the forest thinned out here, a clearing appeared in the woods.
This should be the center of the entire Whispering Grove.
Surprisingly, there was a small wooden house in this place.
Jiang Wang's hand had already reached for the hilt of his sword.
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Deep in the woods there is a dwelling!
The wooden house was an ordinary one, plain and unremarkable in every way.
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The door was open, and you could see straight into the main hall.
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A solid wood table and four stools.
Just like ordinary people.
There are still wooden bowls, chopsticks, and wooden dishes on the table.
It's as if someone's family is having a meal.
There was nothing but empty plates and bowls. There was no one at the table either.
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Jiang Wang's gaze lingered outside the house.
Under the eaves of the wooden house, hung a swallow's nest.
A little bird poked its head out of the nest and looked at them.
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That look...
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... was actually delighted!
Perhaps too happy, it bounced lightly in the nest. Everyone could then clearly see its full form.
It wasn't as gigantic as the other beasts in the World of Sennheiser, its size was actually quite similar to that of its counterparts in our world, appearing rather petite.
It looks like an ordinary swallow, the only difference is that it doesn't have a tail.
The swallow without a tail!
Su Chi's dagger was already held upside down, Jiang Wang silently pinched the formula, Wu Quji holding the golden needle...
The swallow without a tail lowered its head and gently pecked at the edge of the swallow's nest.
Suddenly, the world spun around.
Jiang Wang came back to his senses, stood firm, and looked up again. The world was different.
A childlike voice chirped with delight, "Welcome to my home!"
The densely packed lines beneath his feet, like a rush mat, no longer held the solid, weighty feeling of standing on firm ground.
Looking up, the sky was gone, replaced by a deep, dark brown texture.
The talking swallow without a tail stood before them, its size now rivaling any of them. There was indeed a torn gash on its left wing.
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At the horizon's edge, you can see a curved section, with patterns resembling those of a rush mat, as if the earth had been rolled up at its end by some force.
Jiang Wang's heart filled with realization—we were sucked into the swallow's nest
“Is this your home” Suchi stared at it intently. “You…something like you…actually have a home”
He held two daggers, leaping forward with his whole body.
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There's no need for pleasantries with monsters like the Falcon and Vulture.
Wu went to the side of the patient, and with his hand skillfully inserted a few gold needles around him. He then flicked them with his finger, and a golden ray shot out rapidly.
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But the swallow without a tail just looked at the qingqi tree, and said with joy: "I've already eaten enough this year, you don't have to come over!"
As they spoke, golden light appeared, forming a golden thread that wrapped the swallow tightly.
While Su Chi had leaped forward, his twin daggers plunged into Yan Xiao's body. One blade struck its chest, the other its torn wound, and he twisted them viciously.
The swallowtail seemed to be stunned, unable to understand why these people would attack it.
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But just in the next instant.
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It suddenly opened its mouth and let out a strange screech!
Cold, sharp, and terrifying.
One cry of the falcon, a hundred heads will be consumed.
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That childlike innocent gaze, transformed into a fierce and violent one.
The gold threads on his body broke instantly!
Su Ci's movements were incredibly swift. He immediately discarded his dagger and retreated, disappearing in an instant.
But the sparrowhawk, with just one flap of its wings, had already flown close by, and with a single peck of its beak...
A sturdy wooden shield stood before the falcon's beak.
But it was the Qingqi tree that arrived in time, using its wooden shield to block the attack.
Everyone hadn't had time to breathe a sigh of relief yet.
From the point of contact between the green wood shield and the bird's beak, black rapidly expanded and spread.
The wood has faded, the wooden shields have rotted.
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This wooden shield, found in the Serpent's Den, has withstood countless attacks without a scratch.
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In past hunts, I've saved Qingqi Tree countless times, never letting him down.
However, what is frightening
With just this swallow's peck, the Dragon God's Blessing, this sacred treasure, lost its vitality in an instant!
The green seven tree in his hand was already unsheathed.
His greatest reliance failed to withstand a single breath.
The falcon charges straight ahead.
The tip of the Changxiangsi sword met the beak of the swallowhawk.
Jiang Wang's sword shot forward like a meteor chasing the moon, intercepting the peck.
He had already witnessed the terror of the sparrow hawk's beak. Although he was confident in the quality of the Changxiang sword, he was also afraid that it would be ruined. Therefore, he still lavishly wrapped a layer of Dao Yuan on the tip of the sword.
It was precisely because of this that he clearly felt how swiftly a cold power was eroding these Dao Origins. Jiang Wang's control over the Dao Origins had long reached a rather subtle level, yet the process of their collapse was so concrete and startling!
What kind of power is this
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At this moment, the three of them were entangled with Yan Xiao. Wu Que's only remaining weapon, the golden thread, was broken by the shock and his ten fingers trembled violently as he shot out golden needles. However, none of the needles were aimed at Yan Xiao but rather at the ground around him.
And Su Ci, relying on his agility, directly flipped and turned in mid-air, landing on Yan Xiao's back. With both hands holding the hammer, he struck directly at the back of Yan Xiao's head.
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The sparrowhawk's right wing spread.
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Su Chi's "hammer" came down, instantly leaving a void.
The hawk had appeared in the high sky behind him, looking down to strike!
Fresh blood spurted.
A slap stopped the bird's beak.
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It is the hand of Qingqi tree!
He kept his promise.
Even with the loss of Aogishim, they still managed to hold back the attackers as dragon messengers!
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