Chapter 204: The Heart of the Divine Tree Stabilizes the Taiyang Shendian
Zhang Yi was startled by this group of little things that suddenly popped out, and nearly spat out a mouthful of Jinwu True Fire.
He looked closely and, oh, they were colorful, fluffy, round, and quite cute.
A fluffy rabbit held a rainbow fruit, looking at him with an expectant face.
A miniature dragon's little wings were flapping flutteringly.
Zhang Yi was amused by their comical actions; he took the gifts and said with a smile, "Thanks, little ones."
Seeing that Zhang Yi was not angry, the little creatures became even bolder and gathered around, chirping, "Wow, are you really a descendant of the Sun God?"
The fluffy rabbit stared with its ruby-like eyes and asked curiously.
"Is the Sun God really like you, with his whole body shining with golden light?" the miniature dragon also followed up with a question.
Looking at these innocent and lively little ones, a warmth rose in Zhang Yi's heart.
He patiently answered their questions, telling the legends of the Jinwu clan and the Sun God, from the ancient wars to the fall of the dark gods and demons, leaving the little ones stunned and their eyes filled with the light of worship.
The miniature dragon exclaimed even more exaggeratedly: "Wow! You are even more amazing than what my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather said!"
Nudi thought to herself: This guy is actually quite good with children.
After bidding farewell to the reluctant little creatures, Zhang Yi and his party continued their journey toward Shenmu Zhi Sen.
Although the Taiyang Shendian had been restored, to completely stabilize its foundation, they had to find the legendary Heart of the Divine Tree.
And the road to Shenmu Zhi Sen was fraught with crises; they first had to pass through a dangerous place known as "Miwu Swamp."
Miwu Swamp, just as its name suggested, was shrouded in thick fog all year round, where one could not even see their own fingers.
The thick fog not only obscured vision but also interfered with the probing of divine sense; various dangerous Demon Beasts and traps lurked within, and a moment of carelessness would lead to an irrecoverable disaster.
After entering the swamp, the group immediately raised their vigilance and advanced cautiously.
In the thick fog, one could only vaguely see things a few meters away, and the air was filled with a damp, rotten stench that made one feel waves of nausea.
"Be careful," Zhang Yi reminded, "this place is very sinister; everyone spread out your divine sense and pay attention to the movements around you."
The group did not dare to be careless and one after another extended their divine sense to perceive the situation around them.
Suddenly, a sharp roar tore through the silence, and immediately after, a foul-smelling gust of wind rushed toward them; a huge swamp Juman lunged out from the fog, opened its blood-red maw, revealed its sharp fangs, and launched an attack on the group.
"Watch out!" Zhang Yi shouted, and his Jinwu True Fire erupted instantly, turning into a golden wall of fire to block the Juman's attack.
"Hiss—" The Juman felt the pain and let out an angry roar, its huge body rolling in the fog, stirring up waves of foul wind.
"This beast has thick skin and flesh; my flames don't have much effect on it!" Zhang Yi frowned; the Juman's defensive power far exceeded his imagination.
"Let me!" Nudi snorted coldly, her long sword unsheathed, and a sharp sword Qi tore through the thick fog, striking directly at the Juman's vital spot.
"Clang!"
The sword Qi hit the Juman's scales, emitting the sound of metal clashing, leaving only a shallow white mark.
"Its scales are actually this hard!"
Nudi was shocked; the Juman's defensive power was simply comparable to a divine weapon.
"Let me try!"
Seeing this, the Demon Emperor also joined the battle; he transformed into a huge Baihu, his sharp claws tearing through the air as he pounced toward the Juman.
For a time, in the Miwu Swamp, golden light flickered, sword Qi crisscrossed, and tiger roars shook the sky; a fierce battle thus unfolded.
However, this Juman not only had astonishing defensive power but also possessed immense strength; under the cover of the thick fog, it was even more like a fish in water, and for a time, the group could not do anything to it.
Just at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.
From the bottom of the swamp, a powerful suction force suddenly surged, dragging everyone downward.
"Not good! It's a swamp trap!"
Zhang Yi's expression changed; this Miwu Swamp truly lived up to its reputation, with hidden dangers everywhere.
Caught off guard, the group was pulled by the suction force, their bodies sinking continuously.
The thick fog became even denser, obscuring all vision; in their ears, there was only the sound of bubbling, as well as the triumphant roars of the Juman.
"Damn it!" Zhang Yi cursed inwardly, feeling extremely anxious.
Suddenly, he felt his ankle tighten, as if something had wrapped around his foot.
He looked down and was immediately scared out of his wits.
It was a pale hand, reaching out from the bottom of the swamp, tightly gripping his ankle.
That hand was thin as a skeleton, its fingernails pitch-black and sharp, emitting a nauseating, rotten stench.
"What kind of ghost thing is this?!"
Zhang Yi was horrified, and a chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Immediately after, more pale hands reached out from the bottom of the swamp, grabbed his legs, and dragged him downward...
More pale hands reached out from the bottom of the swamp, tightly gripping everyone's bodies.
These hands were ice-cold and bone-chilling, with immense strength; no matter how the group struggled, they could not break free.
Although Nudi and the Demon Emperor had profound cultivation, it was difficult for them to resist this eerie suction and the pulling of countless ghost hands, and their bodies kept sinking.
"Zhang Yi, think of a way quickly!"
Nudi shouted anxiously, her tone carrying a trace of fear.
Zhang Yi was also extremely anxious, but he was unable to save himself at this moment, being tightly held by several ghost hands and unable to move.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of the Golden Crow Egg in his bosom.
This was what he had found in the Taiyang Shendian.
"I'll risk it!"
Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and took the Golden Crow Egg out from his bosom.
As soon as the Golden Crow Egg appeared, it immediately emitted ten thousand rays of golden light, illuminating the dim swamp and forcing those pale ghost hands back a few paces.
"It's the aura of the Jinwu!"
A terrified roar came from the bottom of the swamp; those ghost hands seemed to be extremely afraid of the light emitted by the Golden Crow Egg and retreated one after another.
"It really works!"
Zhang Yi felt a surge of joy in his heart and hurriedly held the Golden Crow Egg high above his head; the golden light became even more dazzling, dispersing quite a bit of the thick fog surrounding them.
The others also saw hope and gathered toward Zhang Yi one after another; under the shroud of the golden light, those ghost hands dared not approach.
"Let's go!"
Zhang Yi shouted loudly and, bearing the light of the Golden Crow Egg, swam upward with all his might.
Seeing that everyone was about to escape, the swamp Juman immediately let out an angry hiss, its massive body rushing out from the thick fog to pounce on Zhang Yi and the others.
"You beast, you're courting death!" A ruthless glint flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes as he aimed the Golden Crow Egg at the Juman and began chanting.
The light of the Golden Crow Egg flared brilliantly, and a golden beam of light shot out from the egg, striking the Juman's head directly.
"Awoo—"
The Juman let out a shrill, miserable scream; its massive body was struck by the golden light and instantly ignited, turning into a fireball that rolled and struggled in the thick fog.
Zhang Yi dared not delay; taking advantage of the opportunity while the Juman was heavily wounded by the golden light, he led the others to swim upward rapidly.
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