With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 590 Migration
The voice seemed to flash through Wen Nanxi's mind.

The moment he heard that voice, his heartstrings seemed to be struck hard, and his spirit seemed to be pulled in a certain direction.

He knew that this was the place where he had found the abandoned serpent temple.

He followed the direction of the summoning force and used his supernatural abilities to quickly traverse the dense forest.

He had to get to the abandoned serpent temple as soon as possible, otherwise his mental strength would not be able to hold out for long.

He discovered that the abandoned serpent temple did not seem to actually exist, but rather appeared only under certain specific circumstances.

Therefore, he cannot afford to waste time; once the summoning power disappears, he will not be able to reach that place at all.

As the night deepened, a crescent moon hung in the sky, seemingly radiating a blood-red hue, making the dense forest appear even more eerie, like a blood moon.

As he approached the source of the summoning power, strange sounds suddenly arose from all around him.

"Ding Dong..."

A sound like bells rang out, followed by a drop in the temperature of the surrounding air.

Cold winds, flying snow, and thick fog intertwined.

The thick fog quickly enveloped him.

The moment Wen Nanxi came into contact with the thick fog, he heard the sound of bells in his ears, which strongly disturbed his mental state, and he felt dizzy.

In his dizziness, he seemed to be hallucinating. He heard eerie whispers in his ears, and visions began to appear before his eyes. He seemed to see countless snake-beastmen figures moving through the mist.

Wen Nanxi realized it might be an illusion, so she activated the ancient bloodline power within her body.

After catalyzing the power of his bloodline, he has a natural resistance to this kind of mental illusion. Moreover, he is currently focused on following the call of his tribe, and his mind is as solid as a rock, completely undisturbed.

Ignoring the illusions and whispers in the mist, he walked directly toward the direction with the strongest summoning power. The mist, as if it were a tangible thing, automatically parted around him and then closed up behind him.

As they walked, the whispers around them gradually changed, no longer eerie and seductive, but instead transformed into real voices.

There were sounds of children playing, snake-beastmen talking, and everyone busy working.

These sounds were so clear, as if they were right next to her ears, that Wen Nanxi involuntarily slowed her steps, and a strange mix of sadness and warmth welled up in her heart.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog gradually thinned, and a dilapidated building came into view.

It was an abandoned ancient serpent god temple.

Wen Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief and murmured, "Finally found it."

He saw the serpent god totem on the gate of the abandoned serpent god temple, which was also the original form of the ancient celestial serpent.

Wen Nanxi took a deep breath and pushed open the door. The door creaked softly, as if breaking through some kind of spatial and temporal boundary.

Wen Nanxi walked in slowly.

Upon entering, the scene before him suddenly changed. The dilapidated walls disappeared, replaced by brand-new stone walls, and the collapsed roof was transformed into carved beams and painted rafters. The serpent temple was brightly lit, and many orcs dressed in ancient costumes were coming and going as they entered the hall to worship.

Their faces were adorned with vibrant smiles, as if they were real people.

Wen Nanxi was stunned. He felt as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space, as if he had returned to a long, long time ago, when the snake tribe still existed, and when the snake tribe had not yet declined.

He remembered his wife telling him that when she stood outside the stone pillar, she seemed to travel through time and space, seeing scenes of the snake tribe hundreds of thousands of years ago, and even hearing the snake shaman talking to her.

The Serpent God's Reverse Scale was obtained by the Serpent Witch after guiding her into the Serpent God's Temple.

Just as he was lost in thought, an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a magnificent sacrificial robe, slowly walked towards him.

The old woman's gaze was deep, as if she had already seen through his origins; she was none other than the tribe's snake shaman. "My lord, you have finally arrived."

As soon as the serpent shaman spoke, his voice carried a weighty, ancient quality. "Come with me. There are some things you should know." With that, the serpent shaman turned and walked deeper into the serpent temple.

Wen Nanxi was somewhat puzzled, but she still followed the snake witch forward.

They walked through the corridor to a large door. The snake witch activated a mechanism, and the door opened. "This is the secret chamber left behind by the Snake God."

The snake witch led Wen Nanxi inside, and after entering the secret chamber, Wen Nanxi saw an extremely spacious palace room.

Several enormous stone pillars stood there, with snake-beastmen coiled around them.

The snake-beastmen here are alive.

"them?"

Wen Nanxi still remembered that when she came to the abandoned Snake God Temple before, the snake-beastmen wrapped around the stone pillars were all sculptures, motionless.

They were actually alive at that moment.

The snake-beastmen raised their heads to scrutinize Wen Nanxi, but after sensing something, they respectfully lowered their heads, as if paying their respects to Wen Nanxi.

The snake shaman said, "They are the servants of the Snake God, chosen by the tribe to guard this place."

"These are all things left behind by the Serpent God, as well as ancient records of my Serpent Tribe."

"The Snake God Temple contains the power left behind by the Snake God. Outsiders cannot enter here; only you, sir, are permitted."

"Of course, no one else can see this place; only the serpent god's chosen bride can see the serpent god's temple."

“She had seen this place before.”

"But these ancient books contain the power of my snake clan, and only you, sir, can understand them."

Not only that, there are also murals on the stone walls of this house.

Wen Nanxi's expression changed upon seeing the contents. "Migration?"

“That’s right. Our snake tribe didn’t originally live on this beast world continent. We don’t even know why we migrated here.”

"The murals tell us about each generation of snake shamans, reminding us that we also have ancient ancestral lands, which did not originate here."

“We brought many skills to this beast world continent. We can weave and build sturdier houses, and we are also skilled at hunting and gathering. Therefore, our snake tribe is naturally the most powerful tribe here, and the surrounding beastmen depend on us for their livelihood…”

"But later, the hearts of orcs also became fickle. We snake orcs never thought of harming others, but the hearts of other orc races are also unpredictable."

“If we teach them too much, when they experience a flood and their tribes of orcs die, they will blame us, the serpent god, for not protecting them and for not helping them better.”

The snake witch couldn't help but sigh when she talked about this.

"Therefore, your other avatars are not willing to become the Serpent God and protect the Beast World. Some of them voluntarily died and scattered their divine souls, no longer willing to become the Serpent God."

"As for the others, perhaps they are recorded in ancient books."

Upon hearing this, Wen Nanxi's expression shifted, and he said, "So, Snake Witch, you mean that the six snake-headed clones voluntarily dissipated into the world?"

The snake witch nodded and said, "Yes, during that cataclysmic event, the snake god died and transformed into nine avatars. They could have been reincarnated and reunited as one, but perhaps they did not reincarnate and instead chose to scatter among the world and disappear."

"As ancient celestial serpents, as long as one of their clones is alive, they cannot die, and the other clones can be reincarnated unless they are condensed into the entirety of the ancient celestial serpent."

Wen Nanxi's expression changed. "Can one clone kill another clone?"

"Those of the same lineage and origin have restrictions within their bodies. No matter how powerful a clone is, it can only weaken the opponent's power, but cannot kill them."

"Therefore, the best approach is to merge, to become one, and to use the most powerful method to erase the consciousness of all other clones."

"Moreover, if the clone is unwilling, a particular clone cannot be forcibly merged; forced merging will result in a backlash."

When the snake shaman mentioned this, he looked at Wen Nanxi and said, "But my lord, if you want to become a snake god, you must reassemble into a whole."

"Moreover, only after you become a god can our snake tribe return."

"Only in the beast world can we snake-beastmen live."

"My lord, our people need you."