Exploding God

Chapter 1134 You'll Get Used to It

Guangxi Ancient Land.

Half a day passed, and Yan Wenchang estimated that all the teams that had received the bounty had dispersed. Thinking that the task assigned by his superior had been mostly completed, he felt a sense of relief and dismounted to set off.

"The brothers ahead have already spread out. Since no warning whistles have been heard, they must have scouted the way for us."

"How can we let down the hard work of our brothers?"

Upon hearing Yan Wenchang speak loudly, many people nodded in agreement, while others looked on with envy.

When the bounty was offered earlier, the Yan family stopped recruiting after only a moment's hesitation.

There's no danger now, and I can even earn extra income...

Especially ambergris, which is a priceless treasure that is hard to find outside.

Sigh, those guys beat us to it.

……

A large crowd gathered, and whispers filled the air.

Yang Zhuang mingled with the crowd as he moved forward, his head slightly lowered, his face expressionless, but he was secretly praying in his heart.

Yang Zhuang prayed that his benefactor was safe and sound.

As the procession moved forward, Yang Zhuang's initial trepidation gradually subsided, eventually replaced by a sense of reassurance, until the procession suddenly stopped.

The noise around me suddenly stopped, and then I could hear gasps and sounds of swallowing.

"Never seen before in my life."

"A road has appeared in a swamp; only in ancient lands can you find such a strange sight."

When the crowd saw the road that ran straight through the swamp, everyone was awestruck by this masterpiece of nature.

"It's poisonous, damn it!"

One unlucky fellow couldn't contain his curiosity and jumped to the front, only to run back in a panic a few seconds later, covering his nose.

Fresh blood kept dripping from between his fingers.

It was clearly the poisonous gas floating in the air above the swamp that irritated the nasal cavity.

Without Yan Wenchang having to give any instructions, the people in the team took out the masks that the Yan Family Guard had previously distributed from their backpacks.

The gas masks they wore were completely different from the biohazard suits on Earth; they were wooden faceplates, bluish-green in color, with fine and deep textures.

The strangest thing is that the wooden mask exposes the mouth, nose, and eyes, which should theoretically not provide any protection.

However, once the mask was actually put on, it miraculously emitted a misty fog that enveloped the entire head, like a miniature fog generator.

The edge of the mist forms a faint, light purple halo upon contact with the swamp air.

Those who wore the face shields did not show any further signs of poisoning.

Only then did the crowd dare to truly gather in front and get a close look at this miraculous swamp road.

Yan Wenchang rode in first. He didn't need to wear a mask; he could use his inner energy to make himself and his mount immune to the poison gas.

His sharp gaze swept across both sides.

This passage runs through the entire swamp, is about three meters wide, and has "walls" on both sides that are more than five meters high.

"This passage appears abruptly yet seamlessly; it clearly carries a strong sense of conflict, but when you are actually in it, it feels incredibly natural."

He heard a dull thud under his feet, and when he reached out to touch the "wall," he felt a heavy weight under his fingertips.

"It's like sintering swamp mud into a wall the instant it's cut open, and then burning it for three days and three nights. But... how is that possible?"

Yan Wenchang has a very keen eye, but the swampy environment made him reject this view.

So he frowned.

Because this trip to the ancient land was just too damn weird!

It had an eerie atmosphere from the very first night we camped there.

The information here is completely different from the information provided by the Tantai family.

It's one thing that winged bears and giant Aedes mosquitoes, which were never mentioned in the intelligence reports, suddenly appeared all at once, but at least the terrain didn't change significantly.

But here lies a giant passage in the swamp...

It has never appeared in intelligence reports!

This gave him a vague sense of unease about losing control, but his hardened heart quickly suppressed this unease.

He is the second chief steward of the Yan family, the family's true strongest martial force, and the person in charge of the Yan family appointed by the Tantai family!

"Proceed in single file and do not attempt to disrupt the terrain."

Yan Wenchang gave a word of advice, then squinted his eyes to further expand his field of vision.

Legend has it that the ancient swamps are home to venomous beasts. Now that people are confined to this long passage, why would they give up such a good hunting opportunity?

Ok?

Why didn't I sense it?

Yan Wenchang raised an eyebrow, glanced back at the chaotic procession, and spurred his horse to ride a dozen steps.

However, there was still no sign of the swamp poisonous creatures.

How can such a safe swamp be marked as extremely dangerous?

How exactly does the Tantai family operate?

[Code.]

He couldn't help but curse.

……

Yang Zhuang was quite different from his surprised companions. From the moment he saw the outline from afar, a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart. As he walked among them, that sense of familiarity grew stronger and stronger until a scene he had just experienced flashed through his mind.

Amidst a swarm of mosquitoes that blotted out the sky, the master and apprentice calmly passed through a vacuum tunnel that stretched for a hundred meters.

The outline of that passageway is so similar to what it is now!

This must have been done by our benefactor.

Only our benefactor possesses such miraculous abilities.

Yang Zhuang's face remained calm, but his heart was pounding with excitement and gratitude.

I haven't even had a chance to give this wind-stopping stone to my benefactor yet!

He looked down at the cloth bag at his waist, thinking that if he could really return alive, he would repay the debt of life-saving grace no matter what.

As for how to truly survive...

An absurd thought suddenly popped into Yang Zhuang's mind.

From the moment he encountered the mosquito swarm, his benefactor's walking route seemed to be a straight line.

So, as long as you walk straight, you won't die?

The Yan family walks in a straight line, I walk.

The Yan family doesn't take a straight route, so I'm offering a reward and continuing on.

This damned thought made his mind go blank.

"Is there any brave warrior willing to pave the way for us? One person is enough."

A deep, resonant voice suddenly came from ahead.

"I am willing to go."

Yang Zhuang looked at Yan Wenchang, who was pointing a horsewhip straight ahead, and subconsciously raised his hand.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he was surrounded by admiring gazes.

Because the entire swamp, though safe, was eerily strange, he became the only one to raise his hand.

"good!"

Yan Wenchang never expected that someone would dare to preemptively answer questions and register in such a bizarre place.

Even he had to admire the courage to risk his life for money.

After accepting the reward, Yang Zhuang quickly disappeared from sight.

[Brave warrior...]

Everyone behind them was filled with emotion.

……

"Let's go."

Lu Ze casually tossed his hand.

The giant sword of mortal dust sliced ​​through the great river, and the spreading star source force field actually severed both ends of the river for more than ten seconds.

Zhang Xinghuo walked across the exposed sand and gravel at the bottom of the river as if he were witnessing a divine miracle.

……

"Let's go."

With a calm voice, two mortal energy swords spiraled forward, carving through a moss-covered stone mountain.

Zhang Xinghuo followed blankly into the smooth, rounded cave.

……

"Let's go."

Lu Ze stepped onto the boiling lava.

Centered on the toes, the molten lava within a ten-meter radius was instantly compressed into black rock.

He walked slowly down a dark road.

Zhang Xinghuo swallowed hard and continued to follow.

Now, even the sky in her eyes is the shape of her master.

I'm completely numb from this journey.

This is a legendary forbidden area where almost everyone is on the verge of death!

I just walked straight across the road.

……

"What's wrong?"

Lu Ze stood on the edge of a cliff, turning his head gently.

"My Qi is a bit disordered, but the Star Source within my body is even more abundant. The environment here is a bit strange." Zhang Xinghuo couldn't see his own body, but the Star Source Power, which had been reforged by the Ten Absolute Martial Arts Technique, was constantly drawing and refining the black Star Source Mist, transforming it into an even more surging power that flowed throughout his body.

Her already rapid cultivation speed doubled, which made her feel uneasy.

"You'll get used to it. The greater the pressure you endure here, the greater the benefits you'll reap once that door is opened."

Zhang Xinghuo: "...I can still tolerate it."

"Let's go then."

Lu Ze took a step forward, and a surging wave of air spread out for a hundred meters.

……

It is 70 li east of Jiaomu Town.

This place is also covered in a white mist, and it is another entrance to the vast ancient land of Guangxi, but there is no one here.

Because this white mist was protected by a dark, heavy cloud, from which thick bolts of lightning occasionally struck, exploding into plumes of blue smoke on the ground.

The area of ​​thunderclouds and mist arose outside the entrance.

To enter the ancient land from here, one must first endure the thunderstorms of the Dead Zone of the Mist Plains.

This was a risky business with no chance of survival, so naturally no one considered this place as the entrance to the ancient land.

But at this moment, a large amount of cold air rose up, forming a crystalline arc, within which were densely connected icicles.

Click!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck, illuminating and evaporating a large swath of cold mist...

The lightning disappeared.

The chill disappeared for a moment, then twisted and rose again.

However, in the brief moment of disappearance, one could clearly see the solid ice with a blue hue beneath the cold mist.

Beneath the transparent, solid ice, stood a figure of extraordinary bearing.

Upon closer inspection, one could clearly recognize that the figure was—

He moved between the ancestral temple of Shijia and the family's southwestern main hall, volunteering but being comforted and told to rest within the clan and not leave—

Changsun Xuanying.

(End of this chapter)