Chapter 158 Escaping from the Bottom of the Lake: Sang Zhitao doesn't know how to describe it...
Sang Zhitao didn't know how to describe what they were seeing; it was something that could only be described as spectacular.
Some distance ahead of them, a pale, withered skeleton sat at the bottom of the lake.
The lower half of the skeleton had been buried by the sand and stones at the bottom of the lake, but even the part that was exposed was enough to shock people.
If the skeletons in front of Sang Zhitao, who is of her current size, can be described as an endless expanse, then for Ying Jun, who is over 1.8 meters tall, the skeletons can also be described as a spectacular sight.
How to describe its appearance? Sang Zhitao opened her mouth, but was at a loss for words.
"What kind of beast is this?!" Ying Jun stammered for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out a few words.
They swam a little further forward, bringing the once-mighty beast closer and making the difference in their sizes even more apparent.
The 1.8-meter-tall Yingjun is not even as tall as one of its teeth.
The camp leader exclaimed in amazement, and as if bewitched, slowly approached the skeleton.
Perhaps because she had witnessed the enormous size difference in the world of giants with her tiny stature, Sang Zhitao did not remain in awe like Ying Jun. Instead, she quickly came to her senses.
Looking around, I noticed some black spots on the bones.
As the two got closer to the skeleton, the spots became more and more obvious.
A sudden glance revealed that the spots seemed alive, slowly climbing upwards.
Sang Zhitao frowned and immediately called out to Ying Jun a few times.
But it was only then that she realized that Yingjun's eyes were empty, his expression was numb, and he was only left with the instinctive action of swimming forward.
Seeing that she couldn't wake him, Sang Zhitao flapped her wings a few times and darted out of Yingjun's arms.
Yingjun didn't notice her prowess and continued swinging his arms.
The ripples he created made it impossible for the petite Sang Zhitao to get close to him for a moment.
"I should have known better than to run away..." Sang Zhitao cursed herself inwardly.
As her body was tossed about by the waves, Sang Zhitao sighed and closed her eyes slightly.
A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and a green glow emanating from her chest.
As the light grew brighter, it enveloped her in a green glow.
A few breaths later, her figure disappeared from the spot, while Ying Jun paused, only to be hit in the face by a burst of green light.
When the light faded, Yingjun regained his senses. He looked at the white bones that were only three or four meters away from him, and the clearly visible black spots that looked like insects. He was so frightened that he quickly swam back a few steps.
"Little Phoenix!" It was only then that Yingjun realized the phoenix was gone, and he looked around in fright.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him from behind before pecking him a few times.
Yingjun was so frightened by her action that he trembled all over and subconsciously rushed forward a few steps, almost rushing into the white bones.
“It’s me.” Sang Zhitao quickly grabbed him and pulled him back.
Yingjun looked at Sang Zhitao, who was now the size of a pigeon, and asked in surprise, "How can you talk? How did you grow so big?!"
Sang Zhitao didn't reply to him, but pointed forward with her beak: "Don't ask about the divine beast. What we're looking for is in there."
Yingjun touched the tip of his nose, gave up his curiosity, and turned to look at the skeleton.
Scattered among the white bones were many small bone fragments, and in the middle of the bones was a treasure chest about thirty centimeters in size.
"Let me think of a way." Ying Jun frowned and turned to Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao silently sensed the power within her body, then shook her head: "I'll go, there's no time."
"What?" Yingjun was about to ask her, but before he could, she stopped.
Then, a faint green light enveloped Sang Zhitao, which then transformed into a green arrow of light that shot straight into the bones.
The sharp, piercing cry made Yingjun quickly cover his ears.
Unfortunately, his hands couldn't block the sound, so he had to bend over and instinctively try to hide his ears.
The sharp cry didn't last long. As Sang Zhitao emerged, the black spots disappeared, and the sound vanished as well.
"What happened?" Ying Jun closed his eyes, calmed himself down, and then asked Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao didn't answer him. Instead, she grabbed his clothes with one paw and charged upwards, yelling, "Shut up and run!"
Yingjun was completely bewildered. He felt his clothes pulling him upwards, and he was swept towards the lake. It wasn't until he heard a commotion behind him that he came to his senses.
"Holy crap!!!!!" Turning around and seeing the skeleton that had been dead for who knows how long, he slowly stood up.
Yingjun stopped thinking about what had happened and only regretted that his parents hadn't given him a few more sets of limbs, so that he couldn't swim up fast enough at this moment.
The skeleton below wasn't moving too slowly; in a short while, it had pulled the front half of its body out of the lake.
Through the muddy lake water, empty eye sockets watched a bird and a person struggling to swim upwards.
Silently, it stretched out a claw, reaching straight for the mulberry peach through the mud and sand, through the murky water.
Sang Zhitao didn't have the same abilities as Bai Gu, and couldn't see his movements through the murky lake water. But her sixth sense told her that danger was imminent.
Sang Zhitao thought for a moment, then closed her eyes and decided to leave everything to her instincts.
Yingjun could no longer see what was happening behind him, but he could see Sang Zhitao's tightly closed eyes.
At that moment, he felt like dying, and instinctively shouted, "Ancestor! I'm running for my life, don't close your eyes!"
Seeing that Sang Zhitao ignored him, Ying Jun's face showed despair.
He instinctively struggled a few times, but before he could open his mouth to urge Sang Zhitao again, he felt a tug on his body and a white bone claw appeared beside him.
"Aaaaaaah!!!" Yingjun screamed in fright.
Sang Zhitao ignored his fear and instead flapped her wings faster and faster.
Thanks to her divine beast physique, she could ignore the resistance brought by the water flow.
Sang Zhitao dodged the beast's claws that kept attacking her as if she were in the air.
Just as they reached the lake, Sang Zhitao and Yingjun once again dodged the attack of the white bone beast's claws.
For a moment, they didn't even notice that a skeletal beast claw had appeared on the other side.
Yingjun had been led by her all the way, and he had long since accepted it with a helpless expression. He consciously relaxed his body and moved with her movements.
As the lake water grew increasingly murky, he had to strain to help Sang Zhitao observe the surrounding attacks, lest he miss one and the two of them be buried there.
Although he won't really die, he will feel pain, and he is most afraid of pain.
"Watch out behind you!" Just as he breathed a sigh of relief after being pulled away from the beast's claw again, he saw the same beast's claw appear not far behind him and hurriedly warned Sang Zhitao.
As the claws from behind lunged forward, the claws from the front appeared again and swung towards them.
The beast's claws moved extremely fast, reaching them in the blink of an eye.
Just as those beastly claws were about to crush them to death in their palms, Sang Zhitao took a deep breath and swung her wings down heavily.
"Splash!" The loud splashing sound broke the atmosphere outside Moon Lake.
A bird with dazzling feathers dragged a person along as it soared into the sky.
A moment later, they landed slowly...
Yingjun felt the dry air around him and the solid ground beneath his feet, let out a heavy sigh, and collapsed to the ground.
"What are you all doing?!" Still recovering from his shock, he looked around at the people around him and frowned deeply.
The area outside Moon Lake was no longer the tranquil and beautiful place it had been when they first entered the lake.
The surrounding trees were either broken or collapsed.
There were cracks, each about a dozen palm-widths wide, on the lush grass.
The wildflowers that were being tied into wreaths by Douzi have now become a muddy mess.
Then look at your companions.
Douzi was carried on Douge's back. Douge held a large knife, his face was pale, and large beads of sweat kept sliding down his forehead.
Anya and Tangtang, one wielding a longsword and the other a giant axe, were both covered in wounds.
Miao Yi's veil was nowhere to be seen, her delicate face was deathly pale, and blood was flowing from her seven orifices.
Needless to say, the rest of them were all covered in injuries.
Opposite them, Zhen was surrounded by several Japanese people, looking at Sang Zhitao with a half-smile.
Among those Japanese people, there was a familiar face—it was Xia Liang, the injured boy they had encountered earlier.
"You did this?" Sang Zhitao stared intently at Zhen and took a few steps forward.
"Little Phoenix?!" Douzi exclaimed in surprise when she saw her.
"Don't come any closer!" Sang Zhitao stared intently at Zhen, warning Douzi as she spoke.
Dou Ge immediately pressed his sister against his back, holding the knife, and carefully took a few steps back.
"Be careful, they're too strange!" Anya looked at Sang Zhitao with concern and couldn't help but remind her.
After nodding to Anya to comfort her, Sang Zhitao turned to look at Zhen again.
"You remembered?" A hint of interest flashed in Zhen's eyes.
Sang Zhitao shook her head: "No, but I know you were responsible for the previous two worlds."
"Not really, to be precise, it was my instinct." Zhen smiled and shook his head.
Sang Zhitao frowned deeply: "Why? Who exactly are you?"
Zhen raised an eyebrow: "You'll find out, but not now."
After she finished speaking, she paused, glanced at the injured Xia people, and said to Sang Zhitao, "They really are the ones you protect, just like you, with useless compassion."
"Would you dare lay a hand on me to protect them? After all... you probably don't have much strength left."
With that, she waved her hand, intending to leave with the others.
Sang Zhitao flew directly into the air and flapped her wings.
A blinding green light swept towards Zhen.
She never expected that even in Sang Zhitao's condition, she would still attack her. Instinctively, she raised her arm to try to block the attack.
The green light pierced through her arm and rushed directly into her chest.
"Pfft!" Zhen suddenly spat out a mouthful of black liquid.
"You?! Are you crazy?" She clutched her chest, looking at Sang Zhitao in disbelief. "You forced yourself to grow up. Aside from whether your body can handle it, aren't you afraid you won't be able to protect those people afterward? There's still the gift I gave you at the bottom of the lake!"
Sang Zhitao's figure swayed almost imperceptibly in the air. She took a deep breath, steadied herself, and said coldly to Zhen, "I may not be able to kill you today, but one day, you will surely die by my hand."
As she spoke, even more green light emanated from her body.
Looking at the green light, he felt his whole body burning up, as if he were about to melt. His original thought of killing Sang Zhitao disappeared, and he only wanted to escape as quickly as possible, getting as far away from the light as possible.
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