Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 347 I am Yinglong?

The bottom of the rift valley is not wide; you can see the stone walls on the left and right at a glance. However, looking back and forth, it is winding and twisting, with no end in sight.

The two men used flashlights to clear away the strange figures as they cautiously chose a direction to proceed.

After walking for more than half an hour, the figures in the distance became increasingly dense. Although clearing them away wouldn't be difficult, the sight of them was somewhat unsettling. It wasn't until we saw an open space surrounded by layers upon layers of figures in a ring, with a few strange lights peeking through the thick red mist, that we finally saw something different.

The beams of light that emanated from them were exceptionally penetrating, allowing the two people to see them from a great distance. Even more strangely, although these beams of light were light gold, they were surrounded by a thick, dark red mist, making the light gold appear somewhat purplish.

The two exchanged a glance, took many screenshots and videos of the large circle of people who had not yet been cleared away, as well as the unknown objects surrounded by them, and sent them to the group as a record. Only then did they begin to clear away the surrounding people with their flashlights.

After the figures had all crawled underground, everyone finally saw what was surrounded—

It is a pair of eyes.

Or rather, they are two separate eyeballs, exposed in mid-air.

The two eyes were light gold with dark red pupils, surrounded by an extremely thick red mist. Since neither of them had their senses blocked, the red mist emitted a strange stench and a bloody smell, constantly churning and rolling towards them.

The visual effect was as if something flesh and blood were being conceived, and the taste was like a mixture of ground-up corpses and blood clots, which was nauseating.

What's most shocking is that these eyes are actually "alive"!

……

Fang Xianyu also saw this thing through the eyes of the two players, but she only had time to take a look before she felt her soul loosen up, as if it was about to be taken away. She was so frightened that she quickly turned off the "live broadcast" and instead smuggled herself to the Blue Star Network to watch the "second-hand broadcast".

"What is this?"

Not only Fang Xianyu had this question in his mind, but others in the conference room also asked it aloud.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines as they watched the two pupils move back and forth. They weren't unfamiliar with such eerie scenes, but those were always in games, movies, and other artificial visual effects. This, however, was something truly real—albeit in another world.

A biologist immediately analyzed: "Its pupil is shaped like a vertical slit. This shape of pupil is not only similar to that of snakes and lizards, but more importantly, it is consistent with the characteristics of organisms in dark, lightless or low-light environments, and it is quite consistent with the current environmental characteristics."

Some people instinctively questioned, "Is this really a living being...?"

"It doesn't seem to have any biological characteristics..."

"But it looks very much like a dragon's eye? Based on our current information, could it be the eye of some kind of Yinglong?"

“It’s very possible, but according to that person from the Guixu Realm Liuzhou who was named Dai Min, the Sword Sect only built three altars when they were established, namely bone, flesh and soul. There shouldn’t have been any sacrifices related to the eyeballs, right?”

"Could the eyeball be included within the 'flesh'?"

"Maybe it's 'bone'?" "Impossible. Biologically speaking, the eyeball is not a skeleton. It's an organ composed of various tissues such as the lens, vitreous humor, and cornea!"

"After all, this is another world; we can't judge it by the standards of Earth!"

"Hiss...that's true..."

The meeting room buzzed with discussion. After all, this was just a screen recording, essentially an internal live stream for their project team. Everyone was only allowed to discuss it briefly and couldn't interfere with the plans of the two individuals currently exploring the project. Given the current situation, everyone was glued to the "live stream," observing every detail of the two "rabbits'" movements, afraid of missing anything.

Soon, one of the people in the video boldly reached out and touched the nearest eyeball. Then, for a moment, he froze, as if his soul had left his body. Everyone in the conference room held their breath in tense silence—if this were to cause real danger, all communication with and development of the Guixu Realm would have to be reassessed! But before anyone could think further, another person fell to the ground, looking around anxiously before finally fixing his gaze on the two eyeballs. Everyone's hearts tightened once more.

Just when everyone was a little confused, a screenshot finally appeared in the group chat that was temporarily set up for the meeting. It was a report from the few people who remained at the two camps.

But what they found was both a relief and a shock – “Eyeball” was talking to the two rabbits!
"How dare you!"

A deafening, thunderous sound resounded in their minds, seemingly surging in from all directions, with an effect comparable to surround sound.

The person touching the eyeballs seemed frozen in place, frozen in shock. The other person, startled by the sudden sound, jumped, a nameless fear rising within him. He involuntarily fell to the ground, instinctively glancing around. After finally calming down a bit, he stared intently at the pair of eyeballs not far away—at this moment, there was no other way but this thing could have made that sound!
He wanted to ask some questions, but at this moment, he dared not speak rashly.

"Who are you two?"

Fortunately, the voice rang out again immediately, drawn out and stilted, and began to question.

"Report! I can't move! Should I exit the game?"

At this moment, the person who had been restrained and unable to move finally realized what was happening and immediately reported the situation to the team's microphone.

The squad leader remaining at the camp above the rift asked, "Based on your personal judgment, is it possible to quit the game at any time? Is there any danger?"

"Report! No danger! You can exit the game at any time!"

"Continue the mission! Observe the follow-up!"

"Roger that!"

Just as the report was being exchanged, the voice seemed to grow impatient, and even seemed to have noticed something amiss: "Answer me! How dare you transmit your voice to me right now?"

The person who had fallen caught their breath and retorted, "And who are you?!"

"Humph--"

The voice emitted a disdainful whisper, then boomed like thunder: "I—am—the—Ying—Dragon!"