System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

Time seemed to stand still. After a night of deep thought and countless attempts and failures, a glimmer of understanding finally flashed in Xie Xiaohua's eyes.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with excitement. The pen in his hand flew across the paper, sketching intricate patterns—diagrams of the dragon veins, each curve representing the flow of the underground dragon veins, and each intersection potentially being the key to the penetration of divine power.

"I've solved it!" Xie Xiaohua's voice trembled slightly with excitement. "The Chencang Stone Drum records a complex method for analyzing dragon veins. Through it, we can accurately draw the direction of the dragon veins and then deduce where the gods have spread."

Upon hearing this, everyone cheered with joy, knowing that this discovery was like the sun breaking through the clouds for the entire situation.

Zhang Hao could not hide his joy. He stepped forward, patted Xie Xiaohua on the shoulder, and said with admiration and gratitude in his eyes, "Xiaohua, you did a great job! With this map of the dragon vein, we can formulate strategies more accurately to fight against the spread of the gods."

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the thin mist and streamed into the room, Xie Xiaohua finally completed her detailed interpretation of the intricate patterns on the stone drum.

The dragon vein map, like an ancient code of wisdom, slowly unfolded under his keen insight and profound knowledge, revealing the mysteries and power within the mountain ranges. The sky at this moment was no longer the deep darkness of night, but was tinged with a soft golden glow by the morning sun.

Zhang Hao took the dragon vein trend chart from Xie Xiaohua, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

This blueprint not only verified the ancient legend, but also gave him a deeper understanding of the gods.

However, time is of the essence, and every minute and every second is crucial.

So he quickly put away the blueprints and gave instructions to the team members. They quickly and orderly began to pack their luggage and equipment, preparing to go to the airport to take a plane to the Savage Mountain in southern Yunnan to obtain the Phoenix Feather.

At the airport, Zhang Hao and his group split into three teams: Yi Sa, Ding Yudie, Xie Xiaohua, Huo Xiuxiu, and Pan Zi. The five of them headed to the South China Sea to search for the Ruins of Return.

Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and Zhang Qilin traveled to southern Yunnan.

Uncle Wu and his men returned to Hangzhou to prepare for their journey to Kunlun Mountain.

After waiting at the airport for a while, an announcement came over the loudspeaker that the earliest flight was about to depart, and everyone quickened their pace.

After boarding, the group dispersed completely, and about half an hour later, the plane took off from the airport.

As the plane pierced the sky and flew towards the mysterious and ancient land of southern Yunnan, Zhang Hao and his companions were filled with anticipation for the upcoming arrival at the Savage Mountain.

Zhang Hao's current All Things Fusion System is about to break through level 10, unlocking the recombination and fusion of rare items. His Qilin bloodline is also about to reach level 9, unlocking the ability to transform into human form.

Whether or not one can obtain rare items in the Savage Mountain, enabling a breakthrough in their system and bloodline, and successfully travel to the Kunlun Mountains, depends on the circumstances of this trip.

Two hours later, as Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and Zhang Qilin stepped out of the gate of Yunnan Airport, a sultry and humid atmosphere instantly enveloped them, as if they had been transported back to the familiar yet distant subtropical rainforest climate of Southeast Asia.

Although the sun was blocked by clouds, the humid heat in the air was hard to ignore.

The four of them smiled at each other. This familiarity with the environment gave them a sense of security. After all, they had become accustomed to living with all kinds of extreme weather conditions through countless explorations and adventures.

Outside the airport, an inconspicuous SUV was quietly parked on the side of the road.

The Wu family's contact person had been waiting for a long time. He briefly handed the car keys to Zhang Hao, whispered a few words of advice, and then hurriedly left.

Zhang Hao took the key, pressed the unlock button, and led everyone towards the off-road vehicle.

The four quickly got into the car, and following the pre-prepared map navigation, the off-road vehicle roared towards the unknown Savage Mountain.

Savage Mountain, a place located on the edge of the border, shrouded in dense jungle and mysterious legends, is both an adventurer's paradise and a synonym for countless unknowns and dangers.

As the vehicle ventured deeper into the city, the hustle and bustle and civilization were gradually left behind, replaced by endless greenery and the occasional low growl of wild animals.

After a long and bumpy day, as the last rays of the setting sun disappeared below the horizon, they finally stopped in front of a remote village.

This village seems isolated from the world, surrounded by towering trees, making it exceptionally tranquil and mysterious.

However, the moment the four stepped into the village, a strange feeling arose spontaneously.

The villagers here all have unusually large ears, and within those large auricles, one can vaguely see strange objects shimmering with a pearly luster, a sight that evokes both curiosity and astonishment.

The villagers were unusually wary of their arrival, their eyes filled with suspicion and curiosity.

They whispered among themselves, occasionally casting scrutinizing glances, as if assessing the intentions and dangers of these outsiders.

Upon seeing this, the fat man immediately put his silver tongue to use, employing his unique humor and enthusiasm to try and break down the barrier.

After some haggling, the fat man finally persuaded a seemingly more open-minded villager to agree to provide them with lodging for one night.

However, their good fortune was short-lived. Just as they stepped into the simple but relatively clean little house, the sky suddenly became overcast, followed by a torrential downpour accompanied by deafening thunder.

The sudden downpour made the already tense atmosphere even more so.

Just then, an even more perplexing phenomenon occurred—everyone in the village, including the villager who had just been talking to them, seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, rushing out of their homes and heading straight for the open space in the village, ignoring the torrential rain.

Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and Zhang Qilin looked at each other, their hearts filled with doubt.

They rushed to the window and, through the blurry rain, saw the villagers, led by the village chief, kneeling in unison, their heads slightly tilted to one side, their ears pressed against the ground, as if they were listening intently to something.

The scene was both eerie and solemn, reminiscent of ancient sacrificial rituals or some unknown summons.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

The fat man couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"They're listening to thunder!"

When Zhang Hao first saw the pearls growing in those people's ears, he thought of listening to thunder, but he wasn't sure.

After all, he had only heard of things like listening to thunder, but had never seen it with his own eyes, so he couldn't be sure.

Legend has it that some people are born with this special ability: they can hear many hidden details about the world from the sound of thunder.