Full-Time Mage: Starting from Obtaining the Mysterious Ancient Tree

Chapter 90 Landing on the Island
At the same time, Chen Jingxi's cultivation level spread out.

With a roar, his aura suddenly exploded, the constellation was completed, and the magic was released.

The constellation exuded endless evil and bloodlust, as if a tomb had been torn open, and the stench of decay, carnivorousness, and darkness from the tomb permeated the arena!
A giant shadow appeared directly beside him.

With its cracked skin, bluish body, spiraling horn, and mad red eyes, the undead roared menacingly at the alligator snapping turtle the moment it appeared.

Almost simultaneously, an astonishingly malevolent aura spread out violently.

This aura caused the sea turtle to become restless, slowly moving its body backward, but not by much, clearly not wanting to give up.

Chen Jingxi's gaze was fixed on the alligator snapping turtle. After the necromancy, it once again emitted a dazzling light, and his water magic was also activated at full power without hesitation.

The sea surface around the alligator snapping turtle twisted and churned, the seawater boiling. In an instant, the seawater transformed into more than three thousand water blades, exuding an astonishing chill, and the water blades surged forward like a tide.
Undeterred, the alligator snapping turtle thrashed forward with its limbs, surging and rolling through the towering waves. With a series of crisp sounds, the water shattered and was destroyed.

"This is so tricky!"

Chen Jingxi's gaze grew colder, and in an instant, the radiant light surged and magic roared.

"Heavenly Waterfall Plunge!"

She waved her hands, and the waves surged again, incredibly violent, with an overwhelming suppressive force that engulfed the alligator snapping turtle.

boom!
As if the world had turned upside down, the alligator snapping turtle trembled all over and flew dozens of meters away with a rumbling sound.

The crocodile steadied itself, while the spines on the turtle's back trembled rapidly, clearly sensing a strong threat.

Sensing that the people on the ship were not to be trifled with, the alligator snapping turtle slowly retreated, and finally, with a sway of its body, abandoned its hunt and disappeared into the distance.

Seeing this, Mu Hou did not let his guard down. He maintained this spatial power and controlled the ship to move slowly until the ship had completely left the sea area. Only then did he exhale deeply.

With the crisis averted, all the trainees breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yu raised his head and looked at the sea in front of him. The image of the alligator snapping turtle slowly appeared in his mind, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

"Sure enough."

"Because of the opponent's habits and fear of death, they retreated as soon as they encountered a strong enemy, thus avoiding a battle."

Time, just like that, slowly passed by.

Over the next few days, the sea was calm and the group encountered no danger. The ship gradually got closer and closer to White Crocodile Island.

At the same time, as we ventured deeper into this sea area, the winds across the entire surface became noticeably more violent.

After a while.

Fang Yu, who was standing on the deck, saw an island appear in front of him.

The island was pitch black, as if shrouded in gloom, and seemed to harbor man-eating demons.

Moreover, two large ships were floating on the surrounding sea, indicating that people had already arrived.

There were also some human remains on the beach, giving it a chilling feel.

Looking further up, the island is shrouded in dark forests, with towering peaks that exude a sense of oppression, much like the dark clouds at dusk, pressing down heavily and filling all directions.

As the ship approached, countless eyes hidden in the jungle seemed to open and close instantly, coldly locking onto the ship.

"Huh?" Hidden in the jungle, the person's gaze was hostile, which was clearly sensed by Mu Hou and Chen Jingxi, the team leaders. The four of them raised their heads, their eyes slowly narrowed, their expressions calm, but their bodies exuded a sharp, blade-like aura.

All eyes froze; they were horrified. The strength displayed by the two men on the ship was simply unmatched.

Having sensed something, they all concealed themselves and hid in the jungle.

After the ship sailed and docked at the shore, Chen Jingxi gave her final words of advice.

"Next, the other team leaders and I will be searching for the dragon crocodile. It will be difficult for us to take action. This time, you will have to rely on yourselves."

"After eliminating the white crocodiles, collecting their molted skins, and completing your training, you can wait in this area!"

You must be careful!

After Chen Jingxi finished speaking, Fang Yu decisively left and acted alone. He stepped onto the beach and headed towards the jungle. When he passed a group of corpses, he looked down at them.

The grayish-brown remains of bones were scattered on the black sand, seemingly not long ago, with bits of rotting flesh still clinging to them.

The sea breeze blows, stirring up the sand and gravel on the ground, which accumulates inside people's skulls and curls up.

The entire White Crocodile Island, as it came into Fang Yu's view, was filled with gloom and cruelty.

Fang Yu withdrew his gaze from the remains and, as the world gradually darkened, calmly walked towards the jungle. As he approached, his figure disappeared into the forest.

The night descended like a giant hand the moment he stepped into the jungle; the sky was pitch black, and daylight gave way.

As Fang Yu moved forward through the jungle, he calmly surveyed his surroundings.

As he continued to delve deeper, he gradually discovered some special features.

In this jungle, many trees have fallen, and streams flow through most of the fallen areas.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes as he arrived at a place where trees had fallen. He looked down and glanced at the water and the broken trees beside him.

“Scales…” Fang Yu picked up a palm-sized piece of grayish-white shavings from the tree, which still had a faint fishy smell on it.

“It’s the skin of a white crocodile, and it’s been there for some time.” Fang Yu had already made a judgment in his mind. Obviously, the white crocodile had swum across the stream, swimming all the way to higher ground, and had been hit by trees along the way.

"There are multiple streams, which means that each white crocodile that comes here to molt takes a different route."

"I wonder if the final location chosen by the white crocodile when it sheds its skin is random, or if there is a general area." Fang Yu pondered, deciding to follow the stream in front of him, which the white crocodile had swum through some time ago, to find out.

After making a decision, Fang Yu suddenly increased his speed and strode forward, following the direction the stream flowed downstream.

At the same time, his sense of vigilance grew stronger.

Half an hour later, as darkness deepened, a strange light appeared in Fang Yu's eyes as he gazed into the distance. Before him lay a tattered white crocodile skin on the riverbank; it was grayish, very dry, and clearly very old.

Fang Yu had researched beforehand and knew that white crocodile skin only has value if it is preserved using special methods right after shedding. Otherwise, once it has been shed for too long, the elemental energy dissipates and it becomes worthless.

This is why the struggle for white crocodile skin is inevitably bloody, because everyone who comes to this island, like Fang Yu, needs to wait and then make a move to seize the skin the moment it is shed.

Fang Yu pondered for a moment, then expanded the area he was exploring.

After exploring the stream and walking a distance along it, he saw several more white crocodile skins like this. He also noticed that the shed skins were mostly found near the stream bank. Furthermore, it was clear that the higher up the mountains, the larger and more numerous these skin fragments were.

(End of this chapter)