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Chapter 217 The entire forbidden area was whispering his name (Please subscribe!)
It's called a cemetery, but it's actually just a cluster of simple stone tablets standing there.

Most of the stone tablets are made from local materials, carved from the surrounding ground and rock walls, and vary in size and shape.

Some were even just a rock the size of a fist.

The names of those who have passed away are scrawled on it.

Among the stone tablets, Xia En also saw a considerable number of white bones, exposed directly in the air.

It's not hard to imagine how many members of the Yongyue tribe perished here.

"This is?"

Xia En frowned slightly and looked at Sha Jingjing beside him.

As she approached the burial mound, Sha Jingjing's expression became unusually solemn.

"This is the burial ground of our ancestors."

"It is said that only by burying the bodies of their kinsmen here can their souls find peace."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was worried about disturbing the spirits of her ancestors who were sleeping here.

"Similarly, this is also the task of every member of the Moon-Winging Clan during their coming-of-age ceremony."

"Only those clansmen who successfully pass through the forbidden area and arrive at this cemetery will have their courage and strength recognized by their ancestors, and thus receive their blessings."

At this moment, Xia En thought of the skeletons he had seen along the way.

Sha Jingjing originally wanted to collect their bodies, but due to the critical situation, she was forced to give up.

"Yes."

Sha Jingjing said, "Those corpses are all clansmen who failed the forbidden area test."

"Generally speaking, those who come later have the responsibility to collect the bodies of those who came before them."

“But in recent years, the forbidden area has become increasingly dangerous. Many clansmen have already exhausted all their strength just to get here, and they are no longer able to bury the bodies of their ancestors.”

"The living are more important than the dead."

Upon hearing this, Xia En immediately understood why the cemetery appeared so chaotic and disorganized.

The gravity inside the forbidden area is far greater than that outside.

Even the naturally strong-bodied Yongyue Clan would find it difficult to break through the hard, alloy-like ground here and bury the corpse underground.

Being able to chisel off those stones of all sizes was already their limit.

Over time, this strange burial ground came into being.

The stone tablets rising and falling before us stand as cold witnesses to the life-and-death struggle between the Moon-Singing Clan and the environment and fate on this barren land for thousands of years.

Xia En gazed silently at the land before him, and after a moment asked.

"And what are the blessings from our ancestors?"

Sha Jingjing thought for a moment, then untied her robe and pulled the collar down.

On her smooth, delicate, wheat-colored skin, slightly above her chest, there was a faint silver mark.

Shane had noticed the mark before.

Sha Jingjing once took out a dark yellow longbow and arrows from it, which seemed to have functions similar to space equipment.

But now, upon closer inspection, Xia En realized—

The mark is actually a wolf's head pattern.

Moreover, in this cemetery, the mark flickers on and off, as if breathing, or as if resonating with some kind of power within the cemetery.

However, the location of the mark is rather unusual.

When Xia En glanced around, he inevitably saw some scenery he shouldn't have seen.

It must be said that although Sha Jingjing is not very old, her figure is already fully developed and quite well-endowed.

In the current environment, Xia En naturally had no romantic thoughts in his mind; he simply continued watching with a respectful attitude and without being impolite.

On the contrary, An couldn't help but take a step forward, subtly revealing a hint of hostility.

Trish sensed Anne's thoughts and her expression became very strange.

But just as she was about to speak, she saw An's cold gaze.

Tracy had a feeling that if she were to actually speak out what Ann was thinking at that moment, she would definitely die a terrible death!

The little imp then silently shut its mouth and remained silent.

Fortunately, Sha Jingjing is, after all, a young girl, and is somewhat shy.

She quickly put her robe back on, her face flushed, and explained, "This is the blessing of our ancestors."

"Warriors who receive the blessing will not only have their physical bodies greatly strengthened, but may also gain some special abilities."

"Only after receiving the blessing can we possess the ability to transform into a giant wolf."

"In our race, this process is called... Awakening!"

"I see."

Xia En seemed to be deep in thought.

Among many races other than humans, there are methods for acquiring power that differ from the secret paths.

For example, the Elven language of the elves, and the bloodline power of the Balrog race.

The growth of the Bronze Dragon String Song and the bloodline transformation of the Blood Clan's Scarlet Witch both belong to similar advancement paths.

Therefore, for some races, it is difficult to use the rank of a secret profession as a standard for evaluating strength.

at this time.

Sha Jingjing suddenly had a brilliant idea: "By the way, Mr. Xia En, if you are really the holy son of our clan, you might also receive the blessing of our ancestors."

"……what?"

Xia En was taken aback by her peculiar train of thought and said, "But I'm not a member of the Moonlit Clan."

"What if you actually are!"

Sha Jingjing boldly guessed, "Perhaps you are a member of our clan who has been stranded overseas."

"I have never seen any outsider with such a strong physique that can perfectly adapt to the environment of [Sand Island]."

Shane shook his head.

With the existence of the race section on the panel, he knew very well that his bloodline had absolutely nothing to do with the [Moon Wanderer Clan].

Xia En exclaimed, "The reason I have such a powerful physique is entirely due to my own efforts!"

Although the Eye of the Secret Sea provided a little help.

But all that hard work grinding monsters to level up, purchasing important components for the Black Swan, upgrading the hull... how could that not be his own effort?

Sha Jingjing also felt that Xia En's words were not problematic, but then added.

"Since we're already here, we might as well give it a try."

"Even if we don't receive blessings from our ancestors, we won't suffer any loss."

"And, Mr. Shane, your injuries..."

During the fierce battles along the way, Shane inevitably sustained some injuries.

In addition, the black mist contained the filth of the [Hui Si Ming], which greatly hindered the healing of his wounds, making him look somewhat disheveled.

Although it doesn't significantly impact combat strength, it's no longer at its peak.

Perhaps it was the phrase "Since we're already here" that had a strange magic, Xia En said after some thought.

How did you receive the blessings of your ancestors?

"where to!"

Sha Jingjing pointed to the center of the cemetery.

There, in the distance, was an area that resembled an altar.

As Shane and his group approached the altar, they soon discovered a totem pole standing inside.

The totems painted on the pillars are extremely similar to the patterns on the previous [Moonlight Ship].

Upon seeing the altar, Ann, who was behind Xia En, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Xia En looked at Cuixi with an inquiring gaze.

Trish hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously, "Ann feels like she's seen this altar somewhere before..."

"Ok?"

Xia En glanced at An in surprise.

Theoretically speaking, after waking up in the post-flood era, An's activity range should only be around Duke Island.

Why does one of the altars of the Moon Wanderer seem so familiar?
Could it be that it was before An fell into a deep sleep?
While lost in thought, Shane was also silently observing the altar.

Not only the totem pole, but also the altar floor had intersecting silver and blood-red patterns.

The entire altar exuded a rugged and primal feel, yet within this wild landscape, it subtly emanated a powerful aura. In Xia En's perception, the mystical energy at the center of the altar seemed far more concentrated than that outside.

A strange, mysterious power was constantly seeping out of the air, some of which was even being absorbed by the remains of the Moonlit Clan's ancestors.

"The ancestral worship of the [Yongyue Clan] is indeed unique."

Xia En thought to himself, "But what is this sense of approachability?"

As he approached the altar, he felt a mysterious calling.

This call is somewhat similar to, yet different from, the call used during the advancement ceremony in the [Secret Sea], but both carry an indescribable affinity.

Sha Jingjing said, "As long as you step onto the altar, you will receive the blessing of the ancestral souls."

Without much hesitation, Shane decided to trust his intuition and stepped onto the altar.

The next moment, something unexpected happened!

……

……

While Xia En and his companions were exploring the [Moonlit Clan] altar.

Miso and his group from the Apocalypse Merchant Guild finally managed to kill a mutated giant sandworm with considerable difficulty.

As a result, two more fourth-rank followers lost their lives.

Those who survived generally suffered serious injuries.

Miso walked up to the two corpses of his followers, bowed respectfully, and then put them into his special spatial ring.

“They both died for me, and I should collect their bodies.”

Miso turned to look at the other followers and said seriously, "It's not just those two; I will do the same for all the followers who died on [Sand Island]."

"Furthermore, I will give your relatives five times the amount of compensation."

"This is my promise, Miso, a businessman!"

For a businessman, the most important thing is credit.

Miso's words eased the tension among his followers.

The danger of this treasure trove far exceeded their expectations, causing some to consider retreating.

If it weren't for the contract signed when they were hired, many people would probably have chosen to turn around and leave immediately.

Suddenly, Matthew, one of the men, turned to look at the black mist behind him and said warily.

"Watch out, someone's following us."

Everyone immediately turned to look and saw an ugly man with a face full of scars emerge from the mist.

"Madman Gal!"

Upon seeing this person, Matthew's expression changed drastically.

Although both are fifth-tier secret cultivators, the Madman Gal's reputation far surpasses that of the Matthew brothers.

When Gard became famous, Matthew and Gard were just two unknown nobodys!

Moreover, as a major pirate, Gal would inevitably have a considerable number of crew members with him.

as predicted.

After Gal appeared, several pirates emerged from behind him.

These pirates had one thing in common:

He possessed an extraordinary aura, a fierce appearance, and a cruel expression tinged with a hint of madness.

It is said that when recruiting pirates, Gal would deliberately choose those with psychological or mental problems, what ordinary people would call "madmen"!

This is one of the reasons why Garr is called a "madman".

Some pirates even called him "the savior of the madman!"

The man, his body wrapped in bandages, stared at Miso and his group with venomous eyes and spoke in a sinister tone.

"Captain, should I blow them all up into the sky?"

"Leo the bomb-wielding maniac! He's here too!"

Upon seeing the bandaged man, Matthew and the others became even more tense.

Although Leo is only a third-tier Mystic, he possesses a unique explosive formula that can be combined with his own mystical arts to unleash astonishing power.

Legend has it that Leo's bombs once nearly destroyed a small island.

The other ruthless pirates also had their eyes on Miso and his group with ill intentions.

That look in his eyes was not like he was looking at his own kind, but rather like he was looking at pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered!
"madman!"

Matthew cursed inwardly, "These pirates are all lunatics!"

He would rather face a few more giant sandworms than deal with this group of unbridled lunatics.

Because the actions of sandworms are ultimately traceable, but no one knows what a group of madmen will do next.

As the smell of gunpowder in the air grew stronger, the madman Gal suddenly spoke up.

"The Apocalypse Chamber of Commerce is an old friend of ours, and our previous collaborations have all been very pleasant."

"No one is allowed to lay a hand on them without my order."

Upon hearing this, Miso and his group couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But a single sentence from the bandaged man, Leo, sent their hearts into a panic.

"What if they want to compete with us for that treasure?"

Garl chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who gets that treasure."

"After all, we are pirates!"

"Then we can just take the treasure back from them, right?"

Miso's face turned ashen; anyone would be enraged to be so slighted.

However, given the strength of both sides, if they were to fight, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses, which would give others an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

So Misso simply said to his men, "Ignore him, let's go!"

Subsequently, the two groups, Miso and Gal, maintained a strange tacit understanding, moving forward one after the other in the black fog.

Both sides were wary and cautious of each other, as if a major war could break out at any moment, yet neither dared to actually start a war.

Adding to the danger lurking in the surrounding black fog, both groups ended up looking rather disheveled.

In fact.

Because of the previous dull heartbeat, many outsiders have already entered this forbidden area.

However, they were generally weak and suffered heavy losses almost as soon as they entered the forbidden area.

Only a handful of people can pass through the high-gravity tunnels and reach the area where the black mist is located.

When they encountered the two powerful groups of explorers, Miso and Garr, they were all terrified and wanted nothing more than to hide far away.

It can be said that right now, these two groups of explorers are the two strongest forces in the forbidden area.

However, just after they struggled through the black fog...

Suddenly, a bright, silvery moonlight appeared before my eyes!

The moonlight seemed to transcend time and space, pouring down from an unknown place and illuminating this dark, forbidden area.

Then, everyone saw...

Under the moonlight.

Surrounded by countless tombstones and remains.

A handsome man stood there!

A vast, ancient will, transformed into the phantom of a giant silver wolf, hovered above his head.

The malevolent black mist condensed into giant, pitch-black hands, attempting to drag him into an endless abyss.

this moment.

Even Miso and Gar couldn't help but hold their breath.

It seemed that everyone's eyes were only on the man bathed in moonlight.

Just then, the man opened his eyes.

Endless moonlight, starlight, and darkness swirled and bloomed in his eyes.

Faintly, everyone seemed to hear countless overlapping murmurs.

Those were the ancestral spirits of the entire cemetery, whispering his name—

Shane!

(End of this chapter)