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Chapter 734 - 304: The Revival of Ancient Creatures
"Dong—— Dong—— Dong——"
"Dong—— Dong—— Dong——"
As a hundred bell tolls fell, the supreme pressure that enveloped heaven and earth slowly dissipated.
The silent world, like having endured the cold winter, finally welcomed the blooming of spring.
"Roar?"
The creatures lying on the ground lifted their heads, cautiously looking around.
The ignorant ones were completely baffled, not understanding why the place they had lived since childhood had changed overnight.
The wise ones immediately took action, abandoning their old barren territories to seek lands rich in resources and relocating en masse.
In even older, more vast uninhabited regions, as if within an eternal, unchanging time-space, wisps of dangerous aura were unstoppable.
It was a boundless icy plain, with biting cold winds and mournful cicadas.
No birds flew in the sky, only fist-sized snowflakes fluttering down.
There were no living creatures on the ice, the endless ice-blue merged into eternity.
Such scenery, crystalline and breathtakingly beautiful.
But if one looked for too long, it would certainly make one’s skin crawl.
It was too quiet——unbearably quiet!
What kind of terror lurked beneath the Ice Mirror Abyss to cause all vitality here to cease entirely?
"Crack!"
Crisp cracks spread across the ice.
Immediately, it set off a chain reaction, with cracks extending and diamond-bright ice shards blown afar by the cold wind.
Beneath the ice, there were statue upon statue made of ice and snow!
In the terrifying silence, the eyes of these ice sculptures suddenly lit up, shifting from a hollow, extinguished state to one filled with furious brilliance.
"Boom!"
The sculptures shattered one by one, and the beings enclosed in ice came to life.
There were giant snowmen, as robust as mountains, with dense white fur like lions, covering them completely from head to toe.
Yet they also had monstrous tails, as if dragging half a giant serpent behind them.
With just a gentle shake, these giant serpents stuck out their tongues, hungrily devouring broken ice in big gulps, desperately starving, it seemed, for ages.
"Gurgle Gurgle! Gurgle Gurgle!"
The brawniest of the snowmen held a bone club in his hands.
He lifted the bone club, swung it twice toward the sky, furiously exhaling hot breaths.
"Gurgle Gurgle! Gurgle Gurgle!"
All the snowmen raised their hands, hysterically screaming something.
Because their fur was too dense, their faces were unclear.
But the excitement and fervor deep within them were unmistakably clear without need for words.
"I, the ancestor of the Giant Serpent Snow Demon clan, nearly dominated the Ice Mirror Abyss at the end of the Ancient Era!"
"In the Near Ancient Era, our clan was on the brink of extinction twice, the situation utterly dire!"
"Having lain dormant until now, we finally see the second epoch of the New Era!"
"Giant Serpent eternal, Snow Demon prosperous! We will reclaim the throne of the top Holy Clan, my people, follow me in battle!!"
"Giant Serpent eternal, Snow Demon prosperous—Kill!!!"
The frenzied snowmen, some carried mountainous ice blocks, others carried another snowman, desperately searching for usable weapons on the spot.
They charged aimlessly through the glaciers, sweeping obstacles along the way, provoking one bloody fight after another.
...
One of the Nine Seas, the Lost Mist Sea.
A grey fog that had lingered for ten thousand years, disrupted briefly due to the ringing of the Clock of the Era.
That day, the sea churned, and a withered, emaciated man, gasping for breath, struggled step by step out of the sea.
He was extremely weak, his body as if soaked in a corrosive liquid for years on end.
In his chest, there was a seven-inch bone spear sticking resolutely into his heart.
"Roar!!"
The man roared, emitting a tiger-like bellow.
Then, he extended his gaunt claws, grabbed the half-rotten bone spear, and forcefully yanked it out.
"Puh!!!"
In an instant, the world lost its color, the clouds of the Lost Mist Sea intertwined into a giant vortex, trying to restrain the man and devour him back into the sea once more.
"Roar!!!"
The man roared toward the sky, his emaciated body suddenly growing larger.
Simultaneously, the seaside seaweed, red cypress, corals... seemed as if all their water had been drained, leaving only empty husks.
"Roar!!!"
With the man’s third roar, his charred skin shed, returning to a dark blue complexion.
He had a pointed chin, no eyes below the eyebrows, and instead, a bald head that opened a solitary, evil ghost-like eyes.
"Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~ Whoosh~~~"
The raging waves rapidly dried up, swirling around the man, as everything nearby inverted.
The ground started to crack, all plants withered, and though it was a moist seaside, it had turned into a bizarre spectacle of both ice and fire.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!!"
He began to stride forward, his broad feet stomping on the ground, leaving one profound footprint after another.
Wherever he went, endless dust filled the air, and even the most fertile land would become barren, the red soil as firm as iron, casting despair in the hearts of onlookers.
"Home... I must return home..."
"Vengeance... a deep-seated vendetta..."
...
In the Devil Soil of the Abyss shrouded by the Red Moon, known as "the Well," an ancient forbidden area.
Dry yellow Fallen Leaves were piled like mountains, concealing corpse after neglected corpse.
And in the deepest part surrounded by bones and fallen leaves, an old well covered in dark, mossy stones suddenly emitted a streak of red light.
"Kekekekekekekeke~~~~"
Accompanied by a creepy giggle, a beam of blood light shot up into the sky.