Chapter 221 Where the hell am I? Is this still Earth?

When the dazzling white light gradually dissipated, Wang Feng felt dizzy and his head felt like it had been hit hard by a club.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel the drowsiness.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Where is the steel forest of Dubai in front of us?

Instead, there is a vast primeval jungle.

Towering ancient trees rise from the ground, and their dense canopies cut the sunlight into tiny golden spots.

The air was filled with the damp smell of rotten leaves, and the faint growl of an unknown demon could be heard in the distance.

"Where did this take me? Is this still Earth?"

Wang Feng released his mental power to explore the surroundings, and his expression became more and more strange.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, there was not even a trace of human being except himself.

Only the auras of various powerful demons were faintly visible in the jungle.

"Come to think of it, that white light seemed to cover the entire Dubai. Why am I the only one nearby? Could it be that I was the only one teleported away?" Wang Feng stroked his chin, frowning slightly.

"Forget it, let's first find some living beings we can communicate with to get some information."

With a thought, he activated the angel soul fetus.

Sixteen black and white wings spread out behind him, with holy light and shadow interweaving and flowing.

But the next second, Wang Feng's face changed suddenly.

He was completely unaware of the existence of the Holy City!

As a wandering angel, the connection with the Holy City should be as natural as breathing.

Even if his angel soul fetus was copied through the "Gift of Healing", this basic perception would never be wrong.

What's even more strange is that the undead space that was originally closely connected with Shayuan has completely lost its response at this moment.

He couldn't even reach Setsuna.

"Oh my goodness." Wang Feng's mouth twitched, "Did you really make it to another dimension?"

At this moment, the dense bushes suddenly shook violently, and a black shadow more than three meters long suddenly rushed out.

It turned out to be a saber-toothed tiger emitting monarch-level pressure!

Ouch——!

Facing the ferocious beast, Wang Feng remained calm and pressed his right hand casually.

boom!

The ground shook violently, and the saber-toothed tiger's entire head was pressed into the soil. Its iconic pair of saber teeth shone coldly in the sunlight.

"Interesting." Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and noticed that this was an ancient species that had long been extinct.

What surprised him even more was that the beast was struggling and roaring frantically:

“Ahhhh!!!” (Damn human, you guys won’t let me go even though I’ve hidden in a place like this!)

Hearing this resentful roar, Wang Feng raised his eyebrows.

Judging from the mental fluctuations, this saber-toothed tiger seems to have been hunted by humans?

Wang Feng raised the corner of his mouth with a playful arc, holding the saber-toothed tiger's neck skin with one hand, as if he was holding an unruly house cat.

A glimmer of mental magic shone from his fingertips, communicating directly with the beast's consciousness:

"Little cat, take me to a human settlement, and I promise not to beat you." He waved his hand like a pair of scissors. "Of course, you can refuse—but you'll never find a tigress again in your life."

The saber-toothed tiger stiffened, its thick tail instinctively protecting its crotch, and its hair all stood up.

Those amber eyes were filled with fear - as a beast, its instinct told it that this human with black and white wings would definitely keep his word.

"Awoo~" (Please come this way, Master!)

The saber-toothed tiger instantly curled up into a ball, its tail wagging in a flattering manner, leaving behind an afterimage. There was no trace of the majesty of a monarch-level demon left.

It even lowered its body and signaled Wang Feng that he could ride on it.

…

Wang Feng rode a saber-toothed tiger for thousands of kilometers and finally arrived at the edge of the ancient forest.

Suddenly, the scene becomes clear——

A towering ancient city stands on the plain. Its mottled walls are covered with ivy, but its former grandeur can still be seen.

At the city gate, people in coarse linen clothes were walking in a hurry. There were woodcutters carrying firewood, farmers driving ox carts, and women carrying baskets.

"Have I traveled to ancient times?" Wang Feng raised his eyebrows and patted the Saber-toothed Tiger's furry head.

After getting off the tiger, he casually cast an invisibility spell on himself, and his figure gradually faded into the air.

The saber-toothed tiger froze in place, its wet nose twitching constantly, but it could no longer smell the scent of that terrifying human.

But it still didn't dare to act rashly, not even trembling its whiskers.

Until the sunset, the beast's intuition finally told it: the devil is really gone!

"Awoo~ (It's so scary) The saber-toothed tiger instantly collapsed to the ground like a ball of melted butter.

It vowed to move to a farther, deeper mountain—preferably a place where even human legends could not reach!

…

Wang Feng stood still on the bustling street of Xianyang City, scanning the passers-by.

He stopped a peddler carrying a load on his shoulder and smiled kindly, "Brother, can you please have a moment with me?"

Before the peddler could react, he saw a glint of light flash in Wang Feng's eyes.

After a moment, Wang Feng let go of his hand, and the peddler continued on his way in a daze, completely forgetting what had just happened.

"Xianyang City during the Qin Dynasty?" Wang Feng's expression became interesting as he digested the memories he had read.

"The River of Darkness plus the Eye of Time equals the River of Time? Are you trying to show me some PPAP?"

He let go of the dazed Lucky and frowned.

The most difficult problem now is how to get back?

Will Shaka and the others also be dragged into this era?

While he was thinking, the voices of the people around him came into his ears:

"Have you heard? His Majesty the King of Qin has destroyed another demonic nation!"

"This is the sixth one! Thanks to your Majesty's blessing!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you go too late you won't be able to squeeze through the palace gate!"

Wang Feng’s pupils shrank slightly—King of Qin?

Could it be the legendary ancient king?

As the most powerful person in history, he might really have the ability to help me return to the original timeline!

Thinking of this, Wang Feng straightened his clothes and followed the crowd towards the palace.

…

Wang Feng followed the crowd to the wide square in front of the palace, just in time to witness the grand ceremony of the Qin King's army returning in triumph.

The entire city of Xianyang seemed to hold its breath at this moment, and even the air became heavy.

The people kneeling on both sides of the street were like black waves, all with their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound.

Only the twelve huge black bird banners were fluttering in the wind, and the sound was as shocking as a war drum.

Suddenly, the sound of uniform horse hooves came from afar.

Six pure black dragon horses came slowly with a clanging rhythm. Their bodies were as black as ink, except for the red-gold light dancing in their eyes. Every step they took seemed to step on everyone's heartbeat.

Ying Zheng sat majestically on the bronze chariot.

On the black dragon-patterned robe he wore, nine golden dragons coiled around him, emitting a captivating dark glow in the sunlight.

The jade beads on the twelve-tasseled emperor's crown swayed gently, and behind them were faintly visible a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle.

(End of this chapter)