Chapter 1288: Mark, Petition for Reward (5k)_2

But like him, those who do not naturally enter their own ancient dreams have only one chance to obtain complete safety time.

Afterwards, there may be no safety time left, or the safety time may start to shrink.

Wen Yan hurried, observing everywhere while filming material, and then led Er Jingong towards the distant giant tree.

Three minutes later, in what was initially a peaceful mountain forest, flocks of birds took off in fright, as a large number of birds flew from the forest to the sky, chirping as they flew away into the distance.

Wen Yan even saw some birds dropping their nests, the young ones falling out, while the big birds didn’t stop.

When he reached the spot, he saw that the distant tree was at least fifty or sixty meters tall; the trees around it, even the tallest ones, were less than ten meters high, and the nearest tree was several meters away, as all the nutrients had been consumed by the giant tree.

Upon approaching, Wen Yan discovered that this seemed to be a banyan-like tree not suited for growing here. Its branches had obvious aerial roots, and all the ground’s ravines were filled with these roots.

The tree, with its outstretched branches, gave Wen Yan the feeling that it was almost becoming a demon.

In the forest, rustling noises appeared, and Wen Yan, holding Er Jingong, watched as Gray Cloth silently flew out, landing on the high tree crowns. Wen Yan grabbed Gray Cloth, quickly climbing the tree and hiding himself and Er Jingong among the dense foliage.

Er Jingong lay on the thick trunk, not daring to move, while Wen Yan crouched there, looking into the distance.

He saw weasels darting out of the forest into the clearing around the giant tree.

Once in the clearing, these weasels couldn’t stop chattering, and though Wen Yan was some distance away, he could hear them shouting to first eliminate another group of weasels before dealing with nuisances like dead rats.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan realized that these weasels must be of the Hu Huang Chang Mang Qing faction.

Suddenly, all the chattering ceased, and all the weasels fell silent, while Wen Yan sensed danger approaching.

Crack… crack sounds emerged from another direction.

A few seconds later, Wen Yan saw a giant python, as thick as a water barrel, slowly slithering out from the forest. Holding its head slightly high, it spat out its tongue, surveyed around, and suddenly looked in Wen Yan’s direction.

Its vertical pupils began to shimmer with a faint light.

Wen Yan flicked his wrist, and Gray Cloth silently and swiftly wrapped around him and Er Jingong, melding them with the tree trunk beneath.

In the distance, the giant python slowly raised its head, its eyes glowing, as everything it saw began losing the little color they had, turning instead into shades of black, white, and gray.

In this monochrome world, only the light of living beings stood out conspicuously.

As the giant python scanned the area, it spotted a few weasels quickly approaching through the forest, but couldn’t find even a single mouse nearby.

The giant python lowered its elevated head, its eyes returning to normal. Seeing some weasels in the woods, the python’s tail suddenly appeared, coiling around the few weasels and tossing them into its mouth, disregarding the weasels’ frantic cries for mercy, directly swallowing them.

“What I detest most are demons with no sense of time; being late in such situations means they’re useless! A waste of resources!”

All the other weasels remained silent; some dared not speak out of fear, while those with apparent status acknowledged the situation.

The giant python slithered around the giant tree, shedding a layer of its skin, complete with some blood and mucus, which it left on the tree. The discarded snake skin constantly disintegrated, swallowed by the folds of the giant tree.

Gradually, a groove appeared on the giant tree.

After finishing all this, the giant python spoke with fatigue in its tone.

“This is for our great enterprise. The future is destined to be chaotic and dangerous. If we aren’t prepared, we’ll surely be eliminated. Over countless years, the only creatures able to transform into immortals were just us few kinds, and there are reasons for that. This time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; missing it would mean there’s no next time. Except for Fuyu Mountain, it’s rare to find a truly great zombie like this. Don’t disappoint me.”

“Rest assured, the clan members present today are all prepared to die if necessary, with convictions matching those battling heretics!” an old weasel responded solemnly.

The giant python acknowledged, and its abdomen began to writhe. Opening its mouth, it spat out a Stone Coffin covered with mucus and blood threads, which was rolled and placed into the groove of the giant tree.

The giant tree slowly stirred, consuming part of the Stone Coffin, almost fully absorbing it. Countless roots moved up, covering the Stone Coffin.

Two minutes later, the two lids of the coffin were tossed aside, revealing the face of Huafu Dajiang beneath the dense covering of roots.

However, at this moment, Huafu Dajiang’s face appeared dazed, and his eyes empty, but his presence was even stronger than when Wen Yan had seen him before.

The giant python looked at Huafu Dajiang in the Stone Coffin, with a tone of admiration.