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Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...

Countless colorful points of light intertwined, merged, and transformed, forming a vortex.

Zhu Mingyao felt as if his consciousness had been kneaded and thrown into a washing machine, churned into a mess at 1200 revolutions per minute. Even his well-cultivated and resilient soul couldn't withstand it, and he began to feel drowsy.

It felt like an eternity had passed when suddenly my eyes lit up, the swirling vortex of colorful light dissipated, and a fierce wind rushed towards me, the howling air currents whipping my clothes wildly.

In his vision, the deep blue, boundless ocean and the pure white clouds intertwined and swirled, forming a vast, overwhelming picture. And he was now falling rapidly within this picture, about to have a close encounter with the water's surface.

"Fuck!"

He quickly channeled his true energy, gliding through the air, and landed on a dark gray reef protruding from the water.

After landing firmly on his feet, Zhu Mingyao checked his belongings on the lonely reef, then drew his staff, shaded his eyes with his hand, and used his Qi Observation Technique to look around.

As far as the eye can see, there is no land to be found, let alone other people; it is all a vast expanse of water with turquoise waves and white foam, with only a few small reefs occasionally visible.

The only thing you can smell is the odor, which has none of the fishy smell of ordinary seawater. It leaves only a pure salty scent, proving that this place is special.

Even without the reckless dumping of nuclear wastewater by some unscrupulous individuals, you couldn't find such a pure ocean in nature.

This is Teotihuacan, or rather, the sea area surrounding Skull Island?

The group that entered was unexpectedly scattered, something Zhu Mingyao had not anticipated.

According to officials, during the initial reconnaissance, they deployed several precious puppets made by ancient alchemists and did not encounter this situation, which is probably due to unique rules targeting living beings.

Zhu Mingyao sensed the inexplicable spiritual energy pervasive throughout the space, tried a few tricks, and then used a portable communicator to send a few messages. He confirmed that both the communication spells and electronic signals were significantly interfered with, and even his spiritual senses were compressed to within a hundred or two meters.

Under these conditions, let alone treasure hunting, even finding the location where the spiritual veins condense according to the plan and placing the spatial locator becomes quite difficult.

He made hand seals and cast spells one after another, assessing the differences in the feedback.

Yes, divination and summoning are the most severely affected. The former has unclear and ambiguous results, while the latter, although it can be performed, cannot allow any kind of ghost or spirit to stray too far from the original body, otherwise the connection will be lost.

As for the other supernatural powers and secret techniques, although their power has been weakened to some extent, they are still acceptable overall.

He stared at it for a while, then smacked his lips.

"Let's find a way to locate the main island of Teotihuacan first."

Having made up his mind, Zhu Mingyao reached into his treasure bag, pulled out a grayish-green grass rope, threw it into the air, clasped his hands together, and chanted an incantation. The grass rope immediately emitted a large plume of white smoke, expanding and transforming into a ten-meter-long unicorn dragon.

While crossing the water on foot would be less strenuous, it would also be more dangerous. He hadn't forgotten that both the original film and the collected diary entries mentioned that a large number of aquatic monsters lived in the secret realm.

The seawater may appear calm, but the range of my spiritual perception is currently narrowed. If a huge thing suddenly rushes out from below and I don't have time to react, it would be hilarious to get my rear end blown open.

Zhu Mingyao leaped onto the dragon's back and sat down steadily. He patted the dragon's single horn, causing several wisps of blue-white smoke to rise into the air.

He craned his neck, looked left and right, and flew towards the direction where the Earth element was strongest.

Chapter 194 Scattering, Gathering

Scattered across the boundless ocean are reefs and shoals of all sizes.

A gray dot the size of a fingernail moved slowly on the reef, wading through the cracks in the puddles, crawling over the withered barnacles, and approaching a delicate red lady's boot.

The gray spot suddenly trembled, and pairs of sharp, needle-like claws sprang out from its sides, revealing triangular mouthparts, and lunged at the red boot!

However, the fish they encountered today was far from the large, fat, and defenseless fish of the past, and Gray Spot was destined to miss out on the delicious flesh and blood.

The next second, the boot lifted up and then stomped down hard, crushing the gray speckle into dust.

"That's disgusting!"

A delicate, white hand reached out and adjusted the pointed witch's hat, revealing a beautiful face with emerald-green eyes.

Madison, with a look of disgust, rubbed his foot hard on the rocks, scraping off a clump of foul-smelling meat paste from the sole of his shoe.

"This is the earthly palace of the Aztec gods? Even my backyard is more peaceful and serene than this!"

Even hermit crabs bite!

"After all, they were a group of ancient gods who were obsessed with blood sacrifice from birth to death. Perhaps they just liked this kind of pet?"

Zoe stuck out her small, fragrant tongue and made a joke on purpose.

"Stop complaining, McGrady. We're lucky we were able to land in such close proximity."

So, has your Cat's Eye spotted anyone else?

As Madison stroked the cat's eye badge in his palm, his pupils shrank to a vertical slit, just like the golden-green cat's eye.

She looked around and muttered impatiently:

"There's nothing here. The area is larger than I imagined. If you ask me, let's just wait on the island."

Since everyone's goal is the same place, we can find a spot first, bury that spatial locator, and then look for some valuable treasures while we're at it... Hmm?"

The blonde witch's expression suddenly changed, and she turned to look at the distant sea.

At the horizon where the sea meets the sky, a long, bluish-white mist enveloped a streak of light, casting beams of strange light downwards, as if it were battling something in the sea.

This kind of magical item looks so familiar...

The girl instinctively pressed her hand to her jeweled belt, a blush rising to her cheeks.

"It's all that bad guy's fault, he's given me psychological trauma."

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At this moment, Zhu Mingyao was unaware that an acquaintance was badmouthing him behind his back.

He himself is now furiously criticizing the scene before him.

"It's squid and cuttlefish, and they bite anyone they see, clinging to you relentlessly. If you didn't know better, you'd think you'd stumbled into Zhihu (a Chinese Q&A website)!"

On the sea, mollusks the size of speedboats, speckled on their backs and changing colors, with their horny beaks agape and their tentacles covered in suckers raised in vain, waving back and forth in the air.

Zhu Mingyao twisted his legs, maneuvering the grass dragon beneath him to dodge the spurts of ink shot out by a group of cephalopods below.

Although the ink has no harmful effects, it carries a strange, pervasive aura. If a magical artifact gets stained with it, it will malfunction and require a long time to wash it off with true qi, which is quite troublesome.

It's true that it doesn't hurt, but it can annoy you.

Recalling the painful lesson he had just learned, Zhu Mingyao's face turned murderous, and he became even more ruthless in his attack.

With a flick of his sword, a silvery-white rainbow swept across the battlefield, slashing wildly as if cutting melons and vegetables, turning them into a pile of barbecue ingredients for a summer street food stall.

Watching the scattered wisps of blood dissolve quickly in the seawater, disappearing without a trace.

Zhu Mingyao suddenly realized why the seawater was so pure; it had a self-purifying function.

He descended, planning to retrieve a few remains and collect some ink sacs to study, hoping to refine them into insidious tools that could obscure spiritual energy and corrupt magical artifacts, when he heard shouts coming from afar.

Looking up, a luxurious flying carpet, adorned with jewels, slowly floated over, with two little girls waving in this direction.

What a coincidence! I ran into an acquaintance as soon as I entered the secret realm. That's a good omen!

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"Being surrounded by monsters as soon as we arrived is a bad omen."

Sam Winchester frowned, brandishing his longsword and drawing a sharp, fan-shaped arc of silver light as he beheaded the lunging four-legged giant lizard. He then nimbly stepped back, avoiding the spray of purplish-red blood.

He then raised his hand and fired a burst of fire. The alchemical armor-piercing round whistled out, tearing through the tough, gray-blue hide and accurately blasting the head of another monstrous lizard.

"This is just a difference in perception caused by personal values, and I actually find it quite refreshing."

Several slender bone needles darted like lightning, viciously piercing the eye sockets of the strange lizards and then flying out from under their jaws. Then, a white circle spun around, pulling out translucent shadows from their corpses.

Bai Ziyuan stood on the beach, watching the swarms of lizards emerging from several dark caves along the shore. She excitedly licked her lips and casually chatted with her temporary partner beside her.

With abundant blood and energy, a solid soul, and a touch of innate wildness and ferocity, where else can you find such a fine product?

The quality of the domestic cattle and sheep that my slaughterhouse receives is far inferior!

He grew more and more excited as he killed, and simply grabbed the treasure bag and yanked it. The pale white spiritual light crashed heavily to the ground, and a long white bone banner, sixteen feet tall, suddenly appeared.

A cold wind billowed the long banner, and the cold smoke and black mist rolled like clouds, sweeping across the battlefield like a tide and pouring directly into the giant lizard's lair.

Looking at the thick aura of death swirling around his companion's magical "banner" and the grinning skulls, Sam struggled to suppress the twitching of his facial muscles.

If he hadn't introduced himself upon meeting and learned about each other's backgrounds, he would have been very tempted to slash him with a knife.

Don't be prejudiced. Remember your teacher's teachings: the attribute of strength doesn't mean anything. There are members in the Witcher League who know necromancy...

Before the upright and kind-hearted man could finish his self-psychological counseling, he saw countless ropes formed from black smoke intertwined, dragging a giant lizard leader with fleshy horns on its forehead, six or seven meters long, to his front.

Then, amidst Bai Ziyuan's unrestrained and eerie laughter, black smoke seeped into the prey, pulling out the bones with tendons and muscles attached to them, and sucking them onto the white bone banner. Fresh blood splattered before his eyes, and the stench of blood filled his nostrils.

Sam's eyelids twitched, then he decisively gave up thinking and silently walked a little further away.

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Is this a good omen or a bad omen?

Whispers echoed through the dense jungle, untouched for many years.

With a light tap of the cane, a ghostly light appeared, and the reticulated python, as thick as a thigh, withered and curled up before it even hit the ground, turning into a dried corpse, and then shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

A thin sheet of black sharkskin, used for protection, is applied to the cane. The exquisite craftsmanship makes it impossible to see any stitching. Apart from this, there are no other decorations. The only feature is the large, round, dark crystal at the top of the cane, which indicates that it has other, more important uses besides assisting in walking.

For example... easily extinguishing a vibrant life!

Ugh, when will the writer's assistant's leave slip arrive? I can't hold on much longer, (￣.￣)

Chapter 195 First Entry

"What do you mean by good omens and bad omens?"

The young man, carrying an alloy iris shield and a silver-nailed scepter, looked at his temporary "companion" and managed a weak smile.

He glanced discreetly in the direction the two had come from; the sheer number of ferocious beasts lying dead along the way was enough to open a small zoo.

Blood extraction, visceral torture, soul-devouring, putrid curses...