Hogwarts Summoning Guide

With a tap of the fingertip, one is instantly transported to the wonderful world of Chapter 348, "The Mysteries of the Ancient Gods."

Seeing Bai Lin rush straight into the giant serpent's mouth, the group of humans and monsters who had temporarily come together were all stunned. In ancient times, Buddha fed a tiger with his own body. Did Bai Lin want to feed the serpent with his own body and use his own flesh to influence the Yamata no Orochi?

Especially the old monk Ashiya Dōman, who was already dizzy and unsteady on his feet in the pitch-black, windy and rainy environment, saw Bai Lin's figure clearly. He was so frightened that he cried out Buddhist prayers, wiped the rain from his face, and sighed, "This benefactor is so powerful, why?!... So foolish, needlessly losing his life!"

The most frightened were Zhuanyu and Xue Nu, whose three souls were almost scattered. They were Bai Lin's shikigami, and according to the traditional shikigami curse, if an onmyoji dies, his shikigami will also vanish. However, they then discovered that they were all fine. There were only two possibilities: either Bai Lin had not cast a "shikigami curse" on them, or Bai Lin had not died in the mouth of the Yamata no Orochi.

If anyone in the audience was the first to see through Bai Lin's intentions, it would definitely be Song Quan. He let out a strange cry as the sharp thorns on his arms slashed more than ten wounds, each nearly a foot deep, across the snake's abdomen. Unfortunately, the snake was simply too large, and these wounds were nothing more than a tickle to it.

"So that's how it is! How come I didn't think of that! Hahahaha!" Song Quan roared, using the long spikes on his arm as a climbing axe to climb toward the serpent's head. He had already disregarded life and death, and only had one thought in his mind: before he died, he would take the Yamata no Orochi, the greatest monster in the world, down with him, so that his life of slaying demons would not have been in vain.

However, Bai Lin, who had crawled into the giant snake's mouth, had already opened a barrier of will. He didn't know how long he could hold on, so he carefully controlled the range of his will to be more than ten centimeters away from his body, just enough to protect himself.

The giant serpent's tongue, covered in barbs as thick as a jeep, was incredibly flexible. It coiled towards Bai Lin. If it were an ordinary person, rolling around on the serpent's tongue would surely tear their flesh to shreds. However, Bai Lin curled his body into a ball, hugged his knees, and slammed into the serpent's abdomen. Fortunately, his willpower was quite strong, and he bounced up like a rubber ball, heading straight for the giant serpent's dark throat.

Bai Lin was greeted by a thick, dark green venom, as sticky as glue, gushing from the venom glands in the snake's throat. It almost forced him out and ruined his mission. Fortunately, he drew his sword in time and grabbed the cartilage at the base of the snake's throat with both hands. He let the venom, which was powerful enough to melt metal and bones, flow over his body. He relied on this barrier of willpower, an absolute defense system that was practically a bug, to completely isolate the venom from him, and not a single drop touched his body.

Bai Lin gritted his teeth and endured for more than ten seconds before the venom stopped its momentum. Bai Lin then did a somersault and slashed the venom down into the snake's throat.

The serpent's throat was wider than an elevator shaft in a building. Despite its constant writhing, Bai Lin felt as if he were on a water slide in a children's water park, experiencing weightlessness and spinning all the way, with stars and lightning flashing before his eyes. It was as if this throat was endless, leading all the way to hell.

Bai Lin had calculated the size of the giant snake. The largest head of this snake was 270 to 280 meters tall. According to the body structure of a typical snake, the snake's stomach should be 50 to 60 meters below its throat. At its near-free fall speed, it should be able to reach that location in five or six seconds. However, he conservatively estimated that it had already been sliding down for 30 to 40 seconds and was still in this winding and smooth esophagus. This was obviously unscientific.

Just as Bai Lin was somewhat surprised, he suddenly felt his feet leave the ground, and he seemed to land in a fairly open space.

Before he could even observe his surroundings, he landed heavily on the soft "ground." Bai Lin's eyes widened, filled with chaotic energy, allowing him to see his surroundings clearly.

Based on the serpent's size, its stomach would be about the size of a basketball court, enough to crush and swallow a three-masted sailing ship whole. Moreover, its stomach would be full of strong acid to turn any creature it swallowed into a paste.

However, what Bai Lin saw before him left him dumbfounded. Not only was the area larger than a football stadium with a capacity of 100,000, but it was also not the stomach of a creature at all; it was more like a temple.

The mottled stone walls, the towering spires... and the mysterious magic array made of various statues. The deep cave, which should have been dark and gloomy, actually had some kind of light source, allowing Bai Lin to see the colors of the stone walls very clearly.

Bai Lin raised his head, only to find a dark cloud overhead. He couldn't find the esophagus that had slid down. There could only be one explanation: the giant snake wasn't a living organism; its belly contained another space.

What exactly are the Ancient Gods, or the Great Old Ones? This is a question that has always troubled Bai Lin.

If we consider only biological organisms, many paradoxes cannot be explained. Because organisms ultimately have the fundamental need for survival, their evolution and growth must be matched with the pressure of survival. Dinosaurs might have grown to 30 meters tall due to oxygen-rich environments, but even that has its limits; they cannot grow indefinitely. If someone were to grow to 300 meters tall like the Yamata no Orochi, Earth's gravity alone would be enough to tear their body apart. Let alone the ancient gods themselves, who were countless times larger than the Yamata no Orochi.

So, in the environment where the ancient god grows, is there an environment sufficient to promote its infinite evolution? At least within Bai Lin's understanding, it's impossible. Even without any rational assumptions, such a harsh environment simply cannot allow the birth of an ancient god, unless the ancient god is born in a tailor-made petri dish...

Although Bai Lin was extremely anxious because the "first stage" of the Great Serpent was almost over, if Bai Lin could not find a winning strategy, the entire situation could collapse as soon as one of his teammates was defeated. But being anxious was useless; he still had to calmly face reality.

With a thought, he gently landed in front of the magic circle in the center of the field.

The statues, sculpted or cast from an unknown material, depict the likeness of some intelligent being, remarkably similar to a human, but with a disproportionately large head, no eyebrows, enormous eyes, and a mechanical and eerie expression. Looking around, there are at least fifty statues, each with its own unique characteristics. Even though they have been frozen in time for countless years or eras, their postures suggest they are busy creating something extraordinary.

Bai Lin focused his gaze on the center of the magic circle, where a spherical object was suspended in the air.

He strode closer and walked to the sphere. The sphere was irregular, with mottled and undulating surfaces, resembling mountains and abysses. Its overall shape was quite like a curled-up fetus.

The fetus was not at peace; a dark, malignant tumor had grown in its abdomen.

"So that's how it is!" A flash of inspiration seemed to strike Bai Lin. He suddenly had an idea: the ancient gods were like tumors on a planet, cancer cells born on a planet.