Amidst the deafening roar, boulders began to fall from above the cave.
Startled, the Moon Falcon quickly retreated into the tunnel, but its eyes remained fixed on the figure that had already ascended above the strange ocean.
She didn't know what Shen Qian was going to do, but recalling his previous statements, she felt both anticipation and doubt.
Can a fallen god be resurrected?
Chen Qian's figure froze in mid-air, his arms outstretched, muttering incantations.
Amidst the chanting that the moon falcons couldn't understand but seemed to carry a magical rhythm, the stones on the cave ceiling, which the moon falcons probably used for lighting, suddenly shone brightly one after another, then formed an intricate pattern in some kind of complex route.
The shape vaguely resembled a "door," and with the appearance of this door, it seemed as if some vast aura began to revive in this space.
The aura flowed slowly from top to bottom, sweeping across the entire cave.
Then, to the astonishment of the Moon Falcon, the strange ocean suddenly "came to life".
The waves surged up little by little, but to the Moon Falcon's ears, what he heard was not the sound of flowing water, but all sorts of strange noises.
The sounds seemed to include scorching flames, falling stars, or a collapsing snow mountain, each one deafeningly loud. Just listening to those sounds inexplicably made Yuejun feel terrified.
But soon, Tsukishima sensed something was wrong.
She seemed to realize something and slowly turned her head to look at the bottom of the cave.
There, the giant python with its head held high, the totem of the tribe's legend, seemed to begin to change.
As the Moon Falcon stared intently, the Serpent God's eyes suddenly moved.
The Moon Falcon held its breath for a moment.
Just as she was wondering if it was her imagination, a powerful aura, as if it had been dormant for a long time, began to rise from the cave, and like ice and snow thawing, the snake god's body gradually came back to life.
"roar!"
As the snake's head swayed, a deep roar echoed throughout the cave.
Unlike the hoarse sound of a normal snake, the python's roar had a crisp and passionate quality.
The giant python's eyes reflected the image of Shen Qian, but it quickly shifted its attention to the churning ocean, its eyes showing a solemn expression and a hint of barely perceptible excitement.
"roar!"
After another clear and resounding roar, to the astonishment of the Moon Falcon, the giant python soared into the air and roared towards the ocean above.
The python's body was enormous, stretching out to over a kilometer, but it appeared so small in the face of the ocean.
Trying to break a rock with an egg!
Moonhawk suddenly remembered a word he had heard from the merchants who traveled through Python Mountain a long time ago. It was a high-level term that was said to be learned only in the highest school of the five major tribes.
Previously, Tsukishima didn't know where to use this word, but at this moment, she felt that the scene before her was so fitting.
The waves churned more violently, and the spray spread out, instantly engulfing the giant python's body completely.
"roar!"
The python's roar grew more intense, but it was no longer as loud as before. If you listened closely, it seemed to contain some pain and resentment.
As the Moon Falcon watched intently, the giant python's struggles began to weaken.
Its brilliance had a brief burst of splendor, but it was so inconspicuous amidst the endless waves.
In the tribe's legends, the Snake God is the overlord of Python Mountain and the most powerful being within a thousand miles. However, it is clear that the Snake God presented to Moon Falcon at this moment is merely at the end of his strength.
Even calling it the last gasp of a spent force is a bit of a stretch.
Because the serpent god may not have truly perished in the past seventeen years, but it has only survived with a lingering breath.
He was awakened before the sinking, but the situation was essentially no different from seventeen years ago, until...
Standing above the waves, Chen Qian suddenly raised one hand, and the gate formed by the thousand-pound Dao stones burst forth with magnificent seven-colored light, which then shone entirely on the giant python.
The waves were forcibly pushed apart, and the giant python, having regained its breath, became agile again. It suddenly opened its mouth and, with the support of the formation, began to plunder various colorful elements from the surrounding ocean like a whale sucking in water.
Its body began to swell, one hundred meters, two hundred meters... In the blink of an eye, the giant python became a behemoth with a body length of over three thousand meters.
Although it is still small compared to the vast ocean, at least it is no longer so insignificant.
But this process did not last long.
Soon, the boundless ocean seemed to feel challenged, and suddenly churned even more violently, eventually forming a giant hand with a diameter of over ten thousand meters, almost occupying the entire cave, and fiercely gripping the giant python in the center.
The ring formed by the formation began to sway precariously. Even the giant python encircled by it seemed to be subjected to some kind of invisible pressure, and cracks instantly appeared all over its body, like porcelain that was about to shatter at any moment.
The giant python let out a resentful roar and a mournful cry, but it seemed to freeze in mid-air, unable to move.
High above, the person in charge of setting up the formation showed a slight change in expression, as if he hadn't expected the backlash from the Dao Sea to be far stronger than he had anticipated.
As a result, some scratches also appeared on Shen Qian's body.
The backlash from Dao Hai had even spread to Shen Qian's body.
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