Chapter 126: The Land of Myriad Beasts

Chapter 126: Chapter 126: The Land of Myriad Beasts

Jeremy accepted the pill bottle and stored it in his space, asking: "The Dragon race and the Beastkin race are inherently not of the same kind. Can this form of mine be changed?"

Although the Dragon race’s form after transformation was similar to beastkin—both bearing racial characteristics and bloodline marks—the Dragon race leaned more towards Divine Beasts. Since ancient times, the two races had been split into two completely different branches.

Compared to the Human race, the current relationship between the Dragon race and Beastkin was still considered peaceful. But if interests clashed, that wasn’t guaranteed.

Griffin cast a glance at him: "No."

"Your beastification form is dominated by the dragon bloodline itself, so it cannot switch to another shape."

Without waiting for Jeremy to say anything, a slender pointer stick appeared in Griffin’s hand. He used magic to construct a map, the tip of the stick tapping at the central mountain range’s location.

"But it doesn’t matter. In the Land of Myriad Beasts, aside from the Beastkin race, there are also the Spirit race, Divine Beasts, and other alien races occupying half the territory. The secret realm opening this time is located in the central shared area, members of all three factions can enter. As long as you don’t suicidally expose your human identities, you will probably be safe and sound."

Probably?

Jeremy fell silent.

Evelyn spoke up: "What does the Nyxfrost Immortal Herb look like?"

Griffin constructed an illusory image for them to look over once, then couldn’t be bothered to say another word, immediately condensing a teleportation matrix.

In less than a few minutes, the five were pushed to the teleportation gate area of the City in the Sky.

Pushed by magic power into the matrix leaving the academy’s territory, then continuously jumping through a series of other matrices without rest, it took them a full day and a half to reach the border leading into the Land of Myriad Beasts.

Just as they were figuring out how to get to the secret realm, Griffin had already condensed a massive teleportation circle, then shoved the whole group straight inside.

At the exact moment the light flared, his lazy voice echoed after them: "This secret realm restricts realms. Anyone above the fourth tier cannot enter. For these three months, arrange things yourselves."

Finishing his words, he vanished, once again flawlessly fulfilling the role of someone washing his hands of everything.

As for Jeremy’s group of five, they were swept into the matrix’s chaotic turbulent air.

By the time the feeling of the world spinning completely ceased, the five ill-fated souls were standing in the middle of a forest as beautiful as a fairyland from ancient times.

Not far away gathered all kinds of beastkin. Even members of alien races like the Ghost clan and the Flower Demon clan were not few. Among them were also Dragons.

Perhaps because the secret realm restricted cultivation levels, those present basically belonged to the younger generation. At this moment, everyone was frantically swarming towards the secret realm gate that had just opened in the core area.

Jeremy swept his gaze around.

The spot Griffin dropped them was in a hidden corner, shielded by a giant tree trunk, not causing any noticeable commotion.

According to records, all secret realm gates only existed for an hour after opening, then automatically closed.

Throughout the subsequent period, the secret realm remained in a tightly locked state. Waiting until the next opening, those inside would be forcibly pushed out.

Griffin had locked in three months, meaning the maximum duration of this secret realm was also exactly three months.

Waiting for the crowd to clear out, at the exact moment before the gate closed, Jeremy took the lead and stepped inside.

A flash of white light flared. Ten minutes later, the entire surrounding scenery had changed.

Jeremy immediately observed.

The environment inside the secret realm was even more magnificent than where they had just stood.

A gloomy dense forest, a babbling stream, myriad forms were all hidden beneath the canopy.

The auras of the beastkin who entered earlier still lingered, but their figures were nowhere to be seen. They had probably left not long ago.

No one knew how vast this secret realm was. It was the group’s first time setting foot here, and Griffin hadn’t even bothered to give them a map. So how were they supposed to grope for the immortal herb?

Right as Jeremy was considering the next step, Evelyn spoke up:

"When a secret realm appears, it is always accompanied by an engendered item formed from the rules of heaven and earth. Perhaps the serendipity this time is precisely the Nyxfrost Immortal Herb the teacher mentioned. Since we cannot determine the direction, we might as well tail the others to scout the path first. Halfway through, we can also pick up more information."

That proposal was the surest plan right now.

"Alright." Jeremy agreed.

The remaining three also had no interest in talking, taking steps to follow.

Judging by the lingering auras, the goal of the vast majority of beastkin and alien races was aimed deep into the forest.

The five followed the tracks, successfully catching up to a group of beastkin.

Eavesdropping on their conversation, it turned out the goal of their trip was not the Nyxfrost Immortal Herb.

The thing the absolute majority of those present were hunting was a legendary Holy Relic, something capable of breaking the final seal of the ancient ruins—the Caelum Jade.

The probability of a Holy Relic descending upon a minor secret realm was inherently low to the point of being nearly zero. But according to the clues pointed out by the prophets in the beastkin tribes, the item born along with this secret realm was exactly the Caelum Jade.

And the Nyxfrost Immortal Herb was merely an accompanying item. Consider it an attached gift.

But the location where the Holy Relic would reveal itself was random. It seemed they also only used secret arts to calculate a rough direction.

The sole clue pointed towards the deepest part of the forest. As for the specific time of birth and the exact coordinates, no one had mentioned them yet.

Jeremy’s group silently tailed the Snake beastkin group from the outer ring to the inner ring, maintaining an extremely cautious distance the entire way.

But as they were about to enter the deeper area, the fog thickened to the point of swallowing their vision, causing the whole group to lose their bearings.

The aura in the air was also covered by a layer of poisonous gas; they could no longer track the trail.

Before they could discuss the next step, the ground shook violently.

Poisonous scorpions and blood bats swarmed densely from all directions.

The Sacred Weapon appeared in Jeremy’s hand. He turned to the four: "We’ve dug up enough information as well, no need to tail them anymore. Break out first, then proceed deep inside on our own."

The four gave an affirmative response. Their Sacred Weapons materialized simultaneously.

Following the familiar formation from their training days in the Wasteland during the first half of the semester, they instantly formed a circular formation of four protecting one.

Phoenix stayed in the middle. The remaining four each guarded one direction.

The poisonous scorpions were mostly at the Basic Stage, but the number reaching the Intermediate Stage was not small either. The blood bats swooping in the air all hovered around the Basic Stage.

Their numbers were obscured by the fog so it was hard to count accurately, but there had to be at least hundreds of them.

The scorpions attacked using venom and tail stingers. While the blood bats used sound waves and blades condensed from sound.

Since it was a sound wave attack... then the Order Domain was the most appetizing dish.

The Sacred Weapon in Jeremy’s hand transformed into the Order card.

The moment the Order Domain - Silence activated, a massive light phantom erected behind his back. All the sounds emitted by the blood bats instantly became their own funeral dirge.

Their throats were torn apart from the inside, blood splattered wildly, and in less than a second, they stopped breathing. Corpses fell like rain, but were all blocked entirely outside by the barrier Phoenix had erected.

Seeing the scorpions about to close in, the card in Jeremy’s hand switched to a staff.

Under the element compatibility enhancement effect, the incantation condensation time was significantly shortened.

Blazing flaming jade blocks rained down, burning the entire swarm of scorpions to ashes.

The fog grew thicker by the second, the toxin spreading deeper.

Jeremy summoned the wind element to blow away the layer of poisonous gas.

Perhaps thanks to his realm being elevated, coupled with absorbing the Soul Crystal, his magic power capacity had skyrocketed.

Even simultaneously unleashing multiple skills and spells, Jeremy didn’t feel much depletion.

The others were the same. The magical beasts were cleared out at the fastest speed; the group didn’t lose a single hair, not even half a drop of blood stained their hems.

Just as they were about to continue deeper, a few black-clad figures suddenly appeared around them.

At the same time, countless black feathers sharp as blades lunged at them from all directions...