Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 503 The Gate of Praise to God
Thinking of this, Wu Xie took a deep breath; he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette again.

He glanced at Zhang Wuxun standing beside him without making a sound, and subconsciously picked at his index finger knuckles, but he still managed to hold back.

If you can't smoke, then use your brain! Rack your brains to find the most crucial clue that connects everything.

The "it" inside the bronze gate, the bronze sacred tree in the Qinling Mountains, the jade meteorite lava bubbles they are seeing now, and even the meteorite jade cave in the Kingdom of the Queen Mother of the West, which is extremely similar to this place, are all inextricably linked to the bronze gate in Changbai Mountain.

What exactly was the object of the blood sacrifice that Muyu performed? And what was "it" that he was constantly fighting against?
Wu Xie felt that even if it wasn't the ultimate, it was definitely related to the ultimate.

The only difference is that in the Qinling Mountains, the wooden fish was offered as a sacrifice, while in the Changbai Mountains it was offered passively.

Does this mean that there is a force that is closely related to the ultimate goal, yet is also in an antagonistic relationship with it, that has been using the wooden fish to achieve its objectives?

Or perhaps the wooden fish is also using this power to accomplish what it wants to do, such as foreseeing the calamity that will befall the Zhang Family Ancient Building.

The sign that this power appears is that kind of flame tattoo.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie looked up at the sky. The signal flare gradually went out, and the lava bubble returned to its previous dark state with a faint glow.

If his previous deductions were correct, the presence of so many fire patterns here must be related to a meteorite falling from the sky, and perhaps this is the source of the strange totems on the wooden fish.

The Khampa clan, who live in seclusion in the snow-capped mountains; the Zhang family of Qilin, who guard the secrets of Changbai Mountain; the Queen Mother of the West, who cultivates the art of immortality; and the Kunlun people, who were forced to migrate three thousand years ago to avoid the annihilation of their race—all of these are directly or indirectly connected to the ultimate truth.

Wu Xie took a deep breath and found himself covered in a cold sweat. He suddenly dared not think any further.

Many things in the illusion are real; there really is a crater on the other side of the bronze chain bridge.

“All the secrets you want to know are on it,” Zhang Wuxun said.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied, but no one questioned his words.

Soon, Wu Xie and his companions, led by Zhang Wuxun, climbed up the dark green jade meteorite lava mountain wall. The surface of the jade meteorite was very rough, with many pits of different sizes for them to step on, so climbing it was not very strenuous.

Behind the meteorite cave was a crevice in the mountain, large enough for two or three people to pass side by side. After Zhang Wuxun and his group walked inside for half an hour, the dark green mountain wall was gradually replaced by black rock.

The further they went, the wider the crevice became, and the higher the temperature rose, as if scorching lava was flowing through the mountains on either side of them.

The group was drenched in sweat from walking, so the fat man simply took off his shirt and tied it around his waist.

Zhang Wuxun turned his head and frowned when he saw it. "Put it on. There are bugs here."

The fat man looked left and right, feeling that the scene was strangely familiar. He hissed, "What kind of insect is that? Could it be a centipede?"

“It’s not a centipede.” Zhang Wuxun shook his head and shone his flashlight into the crack in the stone wall, gesturing for them to look inside.

Inside, clinging tightly to the rock, were numerous small, black bumps, densely packed together like apple snail eggs. At first glance, they sent chills down everyone's spine. The outer shells of these small eggs were covered with crack-like patterns that closely resembled the surrounding rocks, perfectly hidden in the stone wall, and virtually invisible without close inspection.

The group hurriedly turned on their lights and looked around, only to discover that all the crevices in the nearby rocks were filled with these mottled eggs.

"See this? This is what it is." Zhang Wuxun explained calmly, "This is a terrifying bioluminescent spider with an abdomen shaped like a skull. This thing likes to burrow into fresh, living objects and slowly empty the flesh inside, eventually turning into a skin bag that encases the skeleton. The path we are walking on now is one of the nests that this spider uses specifically for breeding."

The fat man immediately shuddered and quickly wrapped his clothes back up. "It's so dangerous, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Zhang Wuxun glanced at him indifferently, then used the tip of his knife to scrape off some eggs from the crack in the rock. He said, "These eggs are not dangerous. The incubation period for these bioluminescent spiders is particularly long. Eggs laid in winter will not hatch until at least next summer. Moreover, the bottom of these eggshells is not completely dry yet. In other words, their parents may be diligently laying eggs in some crevices around here right now."

“Any trace of blood will attract them, even from thousands of miles away, so be sure to protect your skin and avoid any wounds on your body.”

After Zhang Wuxun finished speaking, he took out a few herbal packets from his backpack and threw them to them, saying, "They can help mask body odor a little."

He then ignored everyone's reactions and continued walking forward, with Wu Xie and the others quickly following.

A dozen minutes later, the terrain beneath their feet began to descend, and the slope became very steep until they reached a precipice, at which point Zhang Wuxun stopped.

"We're here?" Wu Xie asked in confusion. He stepped forward, shone his lamp, and looked down. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"My God!" Zhang Haixing exclaimed softly, unable to hide her joy.

Feng was trembling, his eyes fixed on the massive bronze gate at the bottom of the deep pit, and he almost tumbled off the cliff.

Zhang Wuxun pulled him back, only to hear him mutter a German phrase in a nervous manner, "Lobe Gott Tor!"

Zhang Wuxun narrowed his eyes, staring intently at his lips to read carefully, and discovered that this guy was only repeating this one sentence over and over again.

Praise God Thor? What does that mean?
Could it be that Feng believed the bronze door was built by God, or the God in their faith?

No, "Tor" also means "door" or "gate" in German. So, this sentence could very well mean "Praise be to God's gate."

What Feng actually meant was to "praise the divine gate"!
But it's strange that he called the bronze gate "Gate of Praise to the Gods." And judging from his expression, the word "praise" doesn't seem to mean anything like eulogy.

A thought suddenly flashed through Zhang Wuxun's mind: perhaps the so-called "Gate of Praise to God" actually means "Gate of Praise to God," with "praise" being a separate and complete concept.

Judging from Feng's excited state, this "Praise God" is very likely the name of the statue of the god he worships.

The intangible god of faith is named "Zan".

good night