Chapter 594 - 590: Migration
In his mind, Wen Nanxi seemed to hear that voice flicker.
The moment he heard the voice, his heart string seemed to be fiercely touched, and then his spirit seemed to be guided in a certain direction.
He knew he had found the place of the abandoned Snake God Temple.
Following the direction of that summoning power, he swiftly maneuvered through the dense forest using his superpower.
He had to reach the location of the abandoned Snake God Temple quickly, otherwise, his spiritual power wouldn’t hold out for long.
He noticed that the abandoned Snake God Temple didn’t seem to truly exist, only appearing under specific circumstances.
So he couldn’t waste time, once the summoning power vanished, he wouldn’t be able to reach that place at all.
The night grew deeper and a waning moon hung in the sky, exuding a hint of crimson, like a blood moon, casting the dense forest in an eerie light.
As he approached the source of the summoning power, bizarre sounds abruptly surrounded him.
"Ding dong..."
It sounded like a bell tolling, and then the surrounding air temperature began to drop.
Cold winds intertwined with flying snow and thick fog.
The dense fog quickly engulfed him.
The moment Wen Nanxi encountered this fog, the bell sound by his ears severely disrupted his Spirit Sea, causing him to feel dizzy.
In his dizziness, he seemed to experience hallucinations, hearing eerie whispers in his ear, his eyes seemed to start seeing visions, as if countless Snake Beastmen figures flitted through the mist.
Realizing it might be an illusion, Wen Nanxi catalyzed the ancient Bloodline Power within his body.
After catalyzing his Bloodline Power, he had a natural resistance to such spiritual illusions, especially since he was committed to following the tribal call, his mind was as solid as a rock, not the least bit disturbed.
Ignoring the illusions and whispers in the fog, he directly walked towards the strongest source of summoning power, with the fog parting as if tangible, closing behind him.
As he walked, the whispers by his ear gradually changed, no longer eerie and seductive, but transforming into clear, tangible voices.
There were children’s laughter, conversations of Snake Beastmen, and the sounds of everyone busily at work.
These voices were so clear, as if sounding right next to him, causing Wen Nanxi’s footsteps to involuntarily slow down, a nameless surge of bitterness and familiarity welling in his heart.
Not knowing how long he walked, the fog gradually thinned, revealing a dilapidated structure in front of him.
It was an abandoned ancient Snake God Temple.
Wen Nanxi breathed a sigh of relief, murmuring, "Finally found it."
He saw the image of a Snake God on the door of the abandoned Snake God Temple, resembling the physical form of the Ancient Celestial Snake.
Taking a deep breath, Wen Nanxi pushed open the door, it creaked softly, seemingly breaking some boundary of time and space.
Wen Nanxi slowly walked in.
Upon entering, his vision abruptly changed, the dilapidated walls disappearing, replaced by new stone walls, the collapsed roof transforming into exquisite beams, the Snake God Temple was brightly lit, many Beastmen in ancient attire were coming and going to worship in the hall.
They wore vibrant smiles on their faces, as if truly existing.
Wen Nanxi was stunned, feeling as if he had passed through time barriers, returning to a time long ago, when the Snake Tribe still existed, and during its prime.
He remembered his wife telling him, previously when she stood outside the stone pillar, it was as if she traveled through time, witnessing the Snake Tribe scenes from hundreds of thousands of years ago, and a Snake Witch speaking to her.
That Reversed Scale of the Snake God was also obtained under the guidance of a Snake Witch when she entered the Snake God Temple.
As he was lost in thought, a white-haired, luxuriously robed old woman slowly approached him.
The old woman’s eyes were deep, as if she had long since seen his past, she was the Snake Witch of the tribe. "Master, you’ve finally come."
The Snake Witch spoke with a voice carrying the weight of ancient time, "Follow me, there are things you need to know." She said, turning towards the depths of the Snake God Temple.
Though Wen Nanxi was puzzled, he still followed the Snake Witch forward.
They walked through a corridor, arriving outside a large door, the Snake Witch activated a mechanism, opening the door.
"This is the secret chamber left by the Snake God."
The Snake Witch led Wen Nanxi inside, revealing a vast palace room.
Several enormous pillars stood there, wrapped with Snake Beastmen.
The Snake Beastmen here were alive.
"Them?"
Wen Nanxi recalled when he came to the abandoned Snake God Temple before, the Snake Beastmen wrapped around the pillars were statues, motionless.
Now, they were indeed alive.
The few Snake Beastmen raised their heads to scrutinize Wen Nanxi, then after sensing some aura, they respectfully lowered their heads, as if paying homage to Wen Nanxi.
The Snake Witch said, "They are the Divine Servants of the Snake God, chosen by the tribe to guard this place."
"This place contains the things left by the Snake God, and also ancient records of our Snake Tribe."
"The Snake God Temple holds the power left by the Snake God, outsiders cannot enter here, only you, Master, can."
"Of course, others also cannot see this place, only the destined bride of the Snake God can see the Snake God Temple."
"She saw it here before."
"However, these Ancient Books, above all, contain the power of our Snake Clan, only you, Master, can understand them."
Not only that, the stone walls of this room had murals on them.
Seeing the content above, Wen Nanxi’s expression changed, "Migration?"
"Correct, our Snake Tribe was not originally on this Beast World Continent, but for some reason migrated here, none of us know why."
"The mural tells every generation of Snake Witches, reminding us that we also have ancient tribal lands, not originating from here."
"We brought many skills here to this Beast World Continent, capable of weaving and constructing sturdier houses, also adept at hunting and gathering, thus, our Snake Tribe naturally became the strongest tribe here, with surrounding tribe Beastmen relying on us for living..."
"But subsequently, the minds of Beastmen are also fickle, our Snake Beastmen never intended harm on others, but the minds of other tribe Beastmen were unpredictable."
"Teaching more, when one day, they suffered from floods and lost tribal Beastmen, they would blame our Snake God for not protecting them, blame our Snake Beastmen for not helping them better."
The Snake Witch couldn’t help but sigh as she spoke of this.
"So, your other incarnations, Master, didn’t wish to become the Snake God protecting the Beast World, some willingly died, scattering their Divine Souls, no longer wishing to become the Snake God."
"As for the others, perhaps the Ancient Books have records."
Hearing this, Wen Nanxi’s expression shifted, "So, Snake Witch, you mean those six serpent-headed incarnations voluntarily dispersed into the world?"
The Snake Witch nodded, "Yes, during that Destruction Tribulation, the Snake God perished, transforming into nine incarnations, they could reincarnate and reform into one, but perhaps they didn’t reincarnate, choosing instead to disperse and vanish into the world."
"As an Ancient Celestial Snake, as long as one incarnation lives, they will not die, the other incarnations can reincarnate, unless fused into a whole Ancient Celestial Snake."
Wen Nanxi’s expression changed, "Can one incarnation kill another?"
"Same origin, the body contains Restriction, even if one incarnation grows stronger, it can only weaken the other’s power but cannot kill."
"Thus, the best way is to merge, unify into one, letting the strongest erase all other incarnations’ Divine Sense and consciousness."
"Moreover, if the incarnations don’t wish to, one cannot forcibly merge them, forced merging results in backlash."
The Snake Witch looked at Wen Nanxi as she spoke of this, "But Master, if you wish to become the Snake God, you must reform into a whole."
"Additionally, once you become a god, Master, our Snake Tribe can return."
"Only then will there be a place for us Snake Beastmen in the Beast World."
"Master, your people need you."