Chapter 206 Xuanwu's Script
"Don't worry about her." Wang Feng glanced at Austin who was still twisting, then turned to Jiang Shaoxu.
"We are now at the edge of Kunlun territory. Which direction should we go?"
"The map shows we need to enter from the trail beside Sun Ridge." Jiang Shaoxu lowered his head to confirm the markings on the parchment and hesitated, "But now there is no cloud cover. The Overlord of Sun Ridge."
"It's okay." Wang Feng smiled and pinched her cheek, "Just go over there."
With Austin around, not to mention a small monarch, even the invincible monarch would have to take a detour.
"Ah~ If only it were me you pinched~" Austin held his face with both hands, hearts welling up in his eyes, an unnatural blush on his face, "Damn, it's coming again"
Lingling calmly took out her tablet and quickly swiped her fingers, modeling and recording the surrounding terrain.
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After crossing the Sun Ridge, everyone officially entered the Kunlun territory.
Wang Feng suddenly stopped and frowned slightly - his keen mental power instantly captured the abnormality of the space.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Shaoxu noticed his abnormality and asked with concern.
"This Kunlun..." Wang Feng looked up at the sky, "there is a folded space."
I saw that the clouds in the sky were in a strange layered shape, with several layers of clouds clearly overlapping each other, yet clearly separated.
This scene is exactly the same as the patchwork picture in the treasure hunt in Venice, except that Kunlun's space folding is many times more exquisite and mysterious.
"What's so surprising about this?" Austin folded his arms in a rare moment of seriousness. "Any emperor-level creature possesses the power to create space. But Kunlun's was formed naturally."
Jiang Shaoxu looked at Austin in confusion. Why did this woman talk about the emperor's life as if she were talking about cabbages on the street?
She sounded like she had seen a lot!
"Be careful, and hope we don't run into the emperor out for a walk," said Wang Feng.
He couldn't be sure how many emperors there were in Kunlun.
In other words, no one in the entire China knows how many demon empires and tribes there are in Kunlun.
After all, even totems like the Holy Feather Vermillion Bird and the Moon Moth Phoenix came from Kunlun.
Even the Qinling Mountains, the paradise of feathered demons that has troubled the entire Chinese nation, is only a small part of Kunlun.
Everyone perked up, even the usually arrogant Austin quietly activated his dragon sense and became extremely alert.
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As we go deeper into Kunlun, the surrounding scenery becomes more and more bizarre - the mist flowing between the rocks is glowing with colorful rays of light, and the branches of the towering ancient trees are condensed with crystal ice crystals, reflecting a magnificent halo in the sunlight.
A mysterious light flashed from time to time on the top of the snow-capped peaks in the distance, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching this tiny team from the clouds.
Thanks to the subtle dragon power emanating from Austin, the demons within several kilometers along the way had already retreated.
After walking for about two hours, they arrived at the habitat of the 'Dazzling Dragon Turtle' marked on the map.
"This is it." Jiang Shaoxu suddenly stopped and looked at the yellowed map. "The habitat of the dazzling dragon turtle."
She stared in astonishment at the empty valley before her. Turtle-shell-shaped boulders were scattered throughout, but there was no sign of a dragon turtle.
"Maybe they migrated. After all, many demons have the habit of migrating." Lingling said.
"Indeed." Wang Feng looked around, his gaze lingering on the depths of the valley. "This map is from decades ago. Let's go inside and take a look. Maybe we can find the direction of their migration."
As he spoke, he walked towards the depths of the valley.
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When they arrived at the center of the valley, they saw weathered tortoise shell fragments scattered on the ground and several huge skeletons half-buried in the dust of years.
The cracks on the skeleton have become blunt, but the tragic claw marks from that time can still be seen.
"Is this a trace of a battle from more than ten years ago?" Wang Feng squatted down and stroked the traces of time deposited on the skeleton with his fingertips.
Lingling picked up a handful of nearly weathered mane from the dirt and examined it carefully. "Judging from the claw marks and these hairs, it must have been left by the Kunlun Demonic Tiger clan."
"Kunlun Demon Tiger? Fighting for territory?" Jiang Shaoxu looked around the empty valley. "But why isn't there even a single living thing here?"
"War is never just about territory." Austin's golden pupils flashed with experience. "Prey, revenge, and eliminating threats."
Her hand gently stroked the deepest claw mark. "In the demon world, the word 'survival' is always written in blood."
As the Black Dragon Emperor who had survived for countless years, she had witnessed far more than the three people present combined.
"Judging from these marks," Austin said, picking up a special piece of tortoise shell with his claws, "it's very likely that the Dazzling Dragon Turtle Clan gave birth to a descendant with extraordinary bloodline, which attracted the Demonic Tiger Clan to exterminate them."
Wang Feng's expression suddenly became strange when he heard this - why is this plot so similar to those scripts where "the whole family uses its strength to kill a genius"?
"So, what I'm looking for is no longer here?" Wang Feng asked, looking around.
"It's likely," Austin shrugged. "After all, the Dazzling Dragon Turtle has been migrating for over a decade."
"Can you trace where they are going?"
The Black Dragon shook his head: "It's been too long, all traces have been erased by time."
At this moment, Lingling's voice came from a distance: "Wang Feng, come and see!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lingling standing at the foot of a broken rock, waving at them. Wang Feng walked over quickly and asked, "What did you find?"
"This should be the dragon turtle's hatching place," Lingling pointed to the darker sand pool beneath the rock. "There might be unhatched eggs underneath."
Although the sand has become hardened after more than a decade of wind and rain, its unique color and residual temperature indicate that this was indeed a perfect hatching place.
"It's been so many years. Even if it wasn't smashed, it would have turned into a dead egg long ago, right?" Wang Feng frowned as he looked at the sand buried by rocks.
Lingling put her hands on her hips and said, "It's better than looking around like a headless chicken. Just take a look and you'll know, right?"
Wang Feng nodded helplessly, and a dazzling silver light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Huge rocks floated up under the power of telekinesis and slowly moved away.
As the rocks were cleared, the sand pool finally saw the light of day again - dozens of turtle eggs the size of truck tires were half-buried in the sand, and the golden patterns that should have been shining were all dim and lifeless.
"So they all want to die?" Wang Feng was suddenly stunned.
Among the dead eggs in the pool, there was one that still had a faint trace of life!
He dug it out carefully. Although the dazzling pattern on the eggshell was dim, it still emitted a faint fluorescent light.
What was even more surprising was that the Xuanwu soul in the contract space actually had a clear reaction to this dragon turtle egg.
"Hiss——" Wang Feng took a breath of cold air.
"The script Qinglong got is Rebirth of the Dragon King Returns."
"The script Xuanwu got couldn't be about 'my entire family was slaughtered, and I was reborn to avenge them all', right?"
(End of this chapter)
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