Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 227 The Deep Sea and the Temple of Anubis

Cha Nan has been riding the Overturning Sea Dragon for four whole days.

If it weren't for the contract with the Winter Summoning Beast and its extremely strong resistance and control over the cold, Cha Nan would have perished on the sea in the icy night.

Even so, he had already lost his way.

Even when riding the Winter Summoning Beast into the sky, all you can see is an endless sea.

At this moment, Cha Nan always regretted that he should have trained a dedicated mythical beast that could move faster at sea, instead of making do with Ao Bing.

After all, Ao Bing's specialty is controlling the sea and storms, and none of his attributes are based on speed.

This ocean is so vast... Compared to it, the forests and snow-capped mountains I once traversed don't seem like continents... they're more like islands.

On the high seas, unless you find a small island where you can temporarily stop, you cannot mark the location by building a Palu terminal. You must first return to the Crystal Palace to rest for a while before continuing your journey.

As they ventured deeper into the ocean, the mythical sea creatures that had occasionally surfaced to breathe gradually disappeared.

Cha Nan patted Ao Bing's dragon head beneath him, indicating that it could carry him further down to the seabed.

Since we can't find the Temple of Anubis that the Winter-Calling Beast mentioned on the surface of the sea, let's go to the bottom of the sea to take a look.

With a swirling wisp of dark blue air, Ao Bing let out a long cry and then led Cha Nan deep into the sea.

Cha Nan himself has the ability to obtain oxygen by interacting with the water flow through his internal energy. Now that he has become a grandmaster, his internal energy is unfathomable. Even if he were to dive underwater for seven days and seven nights, he would not have any problem breathing.

Ao Bing, the Sea Dragon, swayed his long tail and swam deep into the sea, where the seawater seemed to no longer be flowing water, but rather solidified into a boundless expanse of thick, dark jade.

The sunlight struggled overhead, barely managing to tear through a thin sliver of extremely dark, inky green.

Deeper and further away, all that remains is a chilling, pure blackness that can freeze even the soul.

The water pressure, like a giant hand weighing tens of thousands of tons, slowly and irresistibly rolled over from all directions, but it was just right for Cha Nan to cooperate with this pressure and practice the Shaolin Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill that he had just learned.

This Shaolin martial art was sold to the Mystic Beast Island by a Shaolin traitor.

He needs a fast Cloud Sea Deer to escape the pursuit from Shaolin Temple.

This body-refining divine skill, although not as good as the same-named divine skill in the hands of the invincible mischievous Gu Santong, can still be considered excellent.

It is likely that both Gu Santong's Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill and Jue Wushen's Invincible Golden Body drew inspiration from this Shaolin martial art to some extent.

The saying that all martial arts under heaven originated from Shaolin is somewhat exaggerated, but it also has some truth to it.

Cha Nan can also use this skill to develop and upgrade it, activating his own exclusive protective divine skill.

Of course, the cultivation of the protective divine skill was only a side effect; Cha Nan's main focus in martial arts cultivation was still on the Longevity Mantra.

The surrounding light grew dimmer and dimmer, and he was faced with an almost absolute silence.

There were no fish, no corals, and even the algae had given up struggling, turning into pale patches that drifted silently with the undercurrent, like the remains of ghosts.

A deathly stillness lingered in the air, like ripples spreading silently in the depths of the ocean.

This resonated with Cha Nan.

Perhaps, he's about to find his target!
Suddenly, the muscles of the massive body of Ao Bing, the Sea Dragon, tensed up under Cha Nan's crotch. His huge head turned slightly to the side, and the two eyes on either side of his skull, which were as big as cartwheels and looked as if they were cast from molten gold, suddenly lit up. His head, which was originally held high even in the depths of the ocean, drooped down deeply.

A dark gold light, faint yet resolute, emanated from the deepest part of the sea.

Where the light reached, the thick, ink-like seawater ahead was instantly pushed aside, melted, and illuminated, as if it had encountered butter heated to a red-hot iron.

Suddenly, a magnificent vacuum passage beneath the seawater cleaved open in the boundless darkness!

The sight at the end of the road made Cha Nan's heart pound.

A magnificent creation beyond description, seemingly suspended in the depths of the ocean.

However, in reality, it is not truly suspended, but rather its massive base is deeply wedged into the abyssal seabed below, which is vaguely visible and undulates like a continental shelf.

It was a pyramid-shaped base made of countless unimaginably large, rough-surfaced, and deep-sea-eroded black boulders, each as big as a small mountain, stacked layer upon layer, tilting upwards and piercing the boundless darkness above.

On the surface of the base, the outline of a huge relief, whose edges have long been smoothed by time and seawater, can still be faintly seen—a tangled and twisted dragon, an eagle with outstretched wings, a crouching giant scorpion... all belonging to an ancient totem that has long since sunk into the river of time and worships death and eternal silence.

Among the numerous patterns, there are also some mythical beasts that Cha Nan has seen or recognize.

They were also vividly sculpted there, seemingly gazing together at a black full moon.

At the very top of that massive base stood a temple that was even more awe-inspiring than the base itself.

Its entire body presents an ultimate matte black that seems to absorb all light.

The material is neither gold nor stone; it is more like it was directly sculpted from solidified dark matter of the universe.

The temple has a strange yet solemn shape. Its main body is a series of converging stepped frustums, and the top is a huge, inward-curving circular dome.

Countless twisted black stone pillars, like giant pythons coiled around each other, support the main structure of the temple. On the surface of these pillars and prisms, dense and complex geometric patterns are etched.

Temple of Anubis!

Cha Nan knew that he had arrived at the destination he was looking for on this trip.

At this moment, its very existence exudes a cold, heavy, and soul-freezing divine aura of death.

It's as if it were the embodiment of the concept of the "end" of the universe!
Cha Nan did not choose to summon the Shadow of Anubis in the team right now.

Because he couldn't be sure what the consequences would be if he did that.

On the temple base, an unimaginably wide altar plaza paved with a single massive black stone extends out, where a statue of Anubis stands.

The jackal's head was majestic, solemn, and possessed an absolute divinity that looked down upon ants.

The statue's body is a robust human figure, covered in armor inscribed with mysterious runes, symbolizing the guardian of the underworld.

Compared to the somewhat cute Anubis shadow in Charana, this statue exudes only endless majesty and holiness.

"The god of death who guards the land and the desert, yet his temple has sunk to the bottom of the sea?" Cha Nan didn't know why.

Perhaps it represents the spread and pervasiveness of divinity, or perhaps it represents the changes and transformations of the earth.

Finding the answer to this question may not be far off for Cha Nan, after all, he has already arrived here and begun to come into contact with the mythical creatures in this fantasy world.

The Winter Summoner is a beginning, but it will definitely not be the end.

"Let's find the passage to the flipped world first!" Cha Nan put aside his distractions and focused on the present.

The water flowed silently around the edge of the dragon's armor. The invisible pressure emanating from this ancient statue was like a solid lead weight, pressing heavily on Cha Nan's chest and the scales of the Sea Dragon. Every breath was extremely difficult, and every flap of the fins was accompanied by a struggle against the invisible gravity.

Cha Nan's gaze gradually found a specific point of focus.

There, countless dark red runes converged, faintly forming a fist-sized, inward-curving vortex pattern. At the center of the vortex was an irregular crystal, the size of an infant's head, embedded deep within the statue's armor.

The crystal was entirely black, yet inside it shimmered countless tiny, pale white specks that seemed to move about as if they were alive.

Cha Nan had never seen this material before in the game.

But that's normal. Games are perhaps just a reflection of this world, with similarities and differences. Cha Nan has long been used to this.

Approaching, Cha Nan finally chose to summon the Shadow of Anubis from the team.

The enormous Sea Dragon has been replaced by the Shadow of Anubis.

The shadow of Anubis that appeared in this temple was no longer as expressionless as before, as if it had no soul.

It stared at Cha Nan, as if inquiring, or perhaps warning.

It's warning Chanan whether she really wants to choose to open the passage to a flipped world and see different scenery.

"If you can, please open the passage for me!"

"I want to see what lies hidden on the other side of the world!" Chanan conveyed this message to the Shadow of Anubis.

The Shadow of Anubis stared at Chanan for a while longer before touching the strange black crystal with its palm.

hum!
A pale white aura, visible to the naked eye, suddenly erupted from the point of contact between the Shadow of Anubis and the crystal.

Like milk splashed with ink, it spreads instantly.

The vortex pattern on the knee of the statue suddenly began to spin, no longer a shallow relief, but a real, inward-collapsing, dark vortex that constantly stirred the surrounding seawater.

At the center of the vortex, the pale starlight that had been moving inside the black crystal suddenly burst out with a blinding light. The light was no longer pure white, but was mixed with countless leaping, tearing dark golden arcs of light.

Click! Click, click, click!
A series of chilling cracking sounds rang out. Centered on the collapsing vortex, the indestructible black armor at the statue's knees, symbolizing the protection of the underworld, was instantly covered with pale cracks spreading wildly like a spider web, as if it had been crushed by an invisible force.

An irresistible, soul-stirring suction force erupted from the center of the ever-expanding vortex.

Cha Nan was the first to be affected. He felt like a withered leaf caught in a hurricane, the immense suction pulling him toward the center of the spinning, shimmering vortex of destruction.

Cha Nan did not resist, but released her true energy to form layers of protective true energy to resist the pulling force from the vortex, so as not to be torn apart by this force.

The vortex expanded rapidly, and the center of the rotation had formed a pale, collapsing hole of light with a diameter of more than three meters.

What lay before me was no longer seawater, but countless strange, ever-changing streaks of light that flashed by at breakneck speed and defied description.

The colors were chaotic, hues never seen in nature before, such as a thick, blood-red purple, a filthy green like rotting entrails, a nauseating pale white, and the deepest, void black that seemed to absorb all light... These colors twisted, swirled, and devoured each other, forming a bizarre and grotesque vortex that could drive any sanity into madness!
"This is definitely not a simple world teleportation!" Cha Nan thought to himself, having long been accustomed to crossing worlds and spaces.

Perhaps this will also be the transition from a simple, innocent, and harmless world to a world of death, bloodshed, and terror.

The idea that the Winter Summoning Beast seals away terror and evil spirits is not just a background setting.

It is the guardian of a pure world.

Only by finding it can we obtain the key and information to the other side of the mythical beast world.

My sense of time is completely disrupted.

It felt like only a moment, yet it also felt like it had been churning in this chaotic passage for millennia.

boom!
A muffled sound!
It wasn't like hitting a solid object; it was more like being suddenly flung from a viscous liquid into an absolutely dry vacuum.

All the tearing, spinning, and inverting forces suddenly vanished.

Cha Nan's body slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.

Before me, all was still darkness.

But it's no longer the all-consuming darkness of the deep sea.

The darkness here is more like a living, viscous substance that is constantly and slowly wriggling and breathing.

The air was filled with an indescribable, strange odor, a mixture of old parchment, cold metal, and something rotten.

He raised his head.

Look up at the sky!

There were no stars or sun, only a pale, round moon, hanging lifelessly in the sky, coldly overlooking everything and bringing despair.

Above us was an endless, slowly churning, dark red sky, like the walls of a giant creature's viscera.

Countless thick, twisted, dark green veins, shimmering with a faint phosphorescence, intertwined on the dark red sky, like the vascular network of some sleeping behemoth, swirling and wandering around the pale, round moon.

Occasionally, huge, translucent, and bizarrely shaped shadows would slowly glide through the depths of those veins, leaving long, pale trails like snail slime.

The light, seemingly from nowhere, was weak, pale, and carried a sickly green hue, barely outlining the contours of this world.

Then, he saw the earth that supported this bizarre world.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless enormous, twisted architectural ruins whose shapes defy geometric definition.

They stand crookedly in the thick darkness, like clay sculptures that have been kneaded, stretched, and then carelessly discarded by an invisible giant hand.

What made Cha Nan's eyes narrow slightly was that not far in front of him stood a huge, incomplete statue.

It's a statue of Anubis!

On the broken statue, there are still traces of blood that have dried up over the years.

The mournful wind, howling for who knows how many years, still lingers here, unwilling to leave!

Cha Nan looked at the shadow of Anubis that had been following beside him.

However, it has somehow returned to the team and is now unsummonable.

Cha Nan has no choice but to summon the Winter Summoning Beast.

He needs to summon the Winter Beast and give him an explanation.

Cha Nan was certain that the Winter-Calling Beast had been hiding a lot from him.

However, just as the Winter Summoning Beast was summoned, before Cha Nan could even ask a question, a meteorite fell from the 'low' blood-red sky and crashed heavily into Cha Nan's location.

As the meteorite crashed down, a strange life form with an arc of moonlight behind it flew over, its entire body shrouded in a deathly stillness, a chilling darkness, and an aura of chaos.

“Huiyueyi?” Cha Nan looked at the life form that appeared in front of the meteorite crater and determined its identity.

(End of this chapter)