A wisp of dragon energy enveloped the two, blocking out the incomprehensible singing.
After a moment of silence, Fu Mingxu said worriedly, "The Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror can't be opened."
“It must be because of the singing just now.” He said thoughtfully, “The profound power in the Heaven and Earth Mirror is closely related to the power of laws, while the singing just now should be the unique incantation power of the Witch Clan. The two are mutually exclusive.”
The Witch Clan excels at deducing celestial secrets, and their unique magical power is a special force that allows them to avoid backlash when trying to glimpse these secrets.
In other words, this curse power is a technique to counter the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Therefore, the incantation power here should be stronger than the current mystic power in the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror, which is why the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror automatically shuts down.
The power of the laws is difficult to resist.
As for why the little guy was afraid, Fu Mingxu guessed it might be because he was hibernating in the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror.
Unable to enter the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror, Han Tao ignored his longing to look at "Mother," reached out and pressed down on his head, making him feel a little tighter.
"Let's go."
He couldn't stay in one place forever. Fu Mingxu glanced back, but all he saw was a vast expanse of white.
He tried to open a communication channel with Immortal Lord Siyang, but after fiddling around for a long time, there was no response from the other side.
Han Tao lowered his eyelashes, took Han Tao's hand in his large palm, and whispered, "He'll be alright."
Fu Mingxu was taken aback, then realized who he was talking about. He was about to ask why he was so sure, but when he caught a glimpse of Fu Mingxu's slightly pursed lips, a thought struck him, and he changed his tone, "Jealous?"
His answer was a soft "Mmm".
Fu Mingxu smiled and shook his hand in return.
The two walked slowly forward hand in hand, wary of their surroundings.
Fortunately, even in the vast white fog that could obscure everything, the dragons, who are born to tumble in the sea of clouds, will not lose their way.
They walked forward in the direction marked on the map, and as time went by, the white mist surrounding them slowly dissipated.
The danger Fu Mingxu had imagined did not come, and a strange thought even popped into his mind.
Was the white mist not meant to stop them, but rather to prevent others from following behind them?
But what was that strange singing?
About half a day later, Han Tao finally stopped.
"arrive."
The white mist had completely dissipated, and the two stood still. Fu Mingxu looked at the large crater at his feet and asked, "Where is Wuwang Island?"
The silver moon rose high, and there was darkness here.
But what was most surprising was that the place they were standing in was supposed to be the location of Wuwang Island on the map, but now, Wuwang Island seemed to have vanished without a trace, leaving only a bottomless, dark pit.
Moonlight poured down, and Fu Mingxu craned his neck to look down, but saw nothing but dizziness.
The joy of almost finding Wuwang Island vanished in the sudden change, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on me from head to toe while I was holding a warm basin. Not only did the charcoal basin go out, but I also felt a chill to the bone.
Fu Mingxu reopened the map, unwilling to give up, wanting to confirm it one more time.
Maybe they got the map wrong.
Just as he was about to open the map, Han Tao beside him seemed to sense it and suddenly grabbed his waist and lifted him into the air.
The speed of the leap was too fast, and Fu Mingxu lost his grip on the map, which slipped from his hand and fell directly into the bottomless pit.
"My map!" He instinctively tried to break free and reach for it.
Just as he bent down, he keenly heard a hissing sound. The sound was sharp and thin, yet it covered a wide area, as if many things that could make such a sound had gathered together.
Fu Mingxu felt a chill run down his spine. His movement of bending down to retrieve the map froze, and he could only watch helplessly as the map fell into the dark pit without making a sound.
He then followed the direction in which the map had fallen and figured out the source of the sound.
Under the moonlight, which was as smooth as water, a silvery light, like shallow waves on the sea, kept moving closer to the deep pit.
Only after looking closely could Fu Mingxu clearly see what was beneath the waves.
They were clearly a group of silver snakes, their tongues flicking, huddled together, recklessly plunging into the deep pit.
Most of these snakes were silver, and under the moonlight, they looked like silver waves from a distance.
"What's down there?" Fu Mingxu felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the endless stream of snakes.
The wind whistled past their ears; there was no foothold, so the two of them could only float in mid-air.
A thick dragon aura enveloped the two of them. Han Tao put his arm around his waist and gently patted the little guy who was moving restlessly against his chest. "It should be a sacrifice."
A sacrifice?
Fu Mingxu suddenly remembered the scene in the mural. When he looked down to take a closer look, he saw that although the silver snakes were crowded together, they had not fallen down by accident.
Their slender bodies arched, their tails pressed tightly to the ground, and their triangular heads lowered slightly, flicking their tongues.
If the deep pits are the high platforms in the murals, they are like people kneeling respectfully, offering sacrifices with utmost humility and without hesitation.
The moonlight was like water, and the huge full moon replaced the previous crescent-shaped silver moon. The moonlight poured out from the sky, making the silvery area look like a silver ocean.
It is obvious that the movements of these silver snakes are not a natural phenomenon.
Han Tao also thought of this, and he grabbed Fu Mingxu and jumped out of the pit.
The two did not dare to land directly, but instead found a safe place with open space and floated in mid-air, cautiously observing everything below.
"The moon looks bigger." Fu Mingxu exclaimed in surprise as he looked up. "Han Tao, do you see something in the middle of the moon?"
As he finished speaking, the silver waves that were stirred up were like a sea breeze blowing across the sea, instantly turning into giant waves.
With a surge of power, all the silver snakes finally leaped into the deep pit.
The silver snake ritual has now concluded.
Fu Mingxu's entire mind was drawn to the enormous moon, its watery radiance weaving a dense net that captured his attention.
A faint singing voice drifted from the moon, as if a goddess were singing a song within the full moon. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, like a lullaby his mother used to hum to him in his dreams.
Wake up!
Fu Mingxu felt a sharp pain in his mouth, and his consciousness immediately returned. His wrist was being tightly gripped by Han Tao, as if he had been about to fly to the moon just moments before.
He instinctively touched his mouth, and the slightly swollen sensation brought a slight pain.
"Why did you bite me?" Fu Mingxu glared at him and complained, "It hurts so much."
Han Tao snorted coldly and said with a straight face, "I called you but you didn't respond, so I had no choice but to bite you."
After saying that, he moved and took Fu Mingxu away from the area covered by moonlight.
The two stood beneath a dilapidated wall, the soaring eaves casting shadows under the moonlight, perfectly enveloping their figures.
Once he was out of the moonlight, Fu Mingxu's strange thought of wanting to fly to the moon disappeared.
Han Tao still had one arm tightly around him, and Fu Mingxu felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced at Han Tao's slightly raised neck as he looked into the deep pit.
Thanks to his improved cultivation level, which allowed him to see at night, he could clearly see the Adam's apple on his neck and the smooth skin.
A slight urge for dragon blood resurfaced, but he still had no intention of defeating Fu Mingxu and searching for Wuwang Island.
The two stood quietly side by side, their defensive formation created by the dragon energy blending perfectly with the natural concealment, so no one could notice that there were two people hiding there.
The moonlight pouring out from the huge full moon grew brighter and brighter, but the area covered by the moonlight gradually shrank.
In the end, the moonlight poured into the deep pit like flowing water.
The singing grew clearer and clearer. The two remained vigilant, keeping their minds sharp, and quietly awaited the changes that were about to unfold.
Just moments before the last ray of moonlight poured into the deep pit, Fu Mingxu saw Bai Huazhi appear at the edge of the pit.
Where is Siyang Immortal Lord?
Fu Mingxu was shocked and was about to make a move when Han Tao stopped him.
He parted his thin lips, gesturing for Fu Mingxu to look again.
Then Fu Mingxu saw Bai Huazhi step back to the side, and a person dressed in black robes flew out from the deep pit.
Without any obstruction, the black-robed man's face was perfectly exposed by the bright moonlight.
It was actually Qi Muyuan!
Fu Mingxu never expected that two people with a peculiar relationship would appear here at the same time, and it was clear that this was not their first meeting.
A note from the author:
I am coming!
Chapter 95
The same black robe caused Fu Mingxu's memories from two different time periods to overlap. He almost held his breath as he watched everything in the distance. His exceptionally sharp eyesight, typical of someone with high cultivation, prevented him from mistaking Bai Huazhi and Qi Muyuan's faces, or their simultaneous glances at the deep pit after their brief exchange.
The two did not talk for long. After the last bit of moonlight from the full moon poured into the deep pit, Qi Muyuan raised his arm and swung his sword. The sword light went straight towards the full moon.
He must have known what was inside that enormous full moon.
The song stopped abruptly, and a sharp sword light cleaved the dimmed full moon in two, from which something fell.
Qi Muyuan moved quickly; he leaped forward and grabbed the object in his hand.
He immediately put it away because it was too far away, and Fu Mingxu couldn't see what it was.
Bai Hua stood still, clearly acknowledging ownership of the object.
The moonlight disappeared from the sky and earth, and white mist slowly rose, gradually converging towards this place.
Qi Muyuan seemed to have come up specifically for what was inside the round moon. He didn't linger or even look at Bai Huazhi before jumping directly into the deep pit.
Whether Fu Mingxu was mistaken or not, he saw Qi Muyuan slightly tilt his head before jumping down, as if looking at the location where he and Han Tao were.
Bai Huazhi also jumped down, and the white mist drew closer, everything was just as white as before.
"Wasn't Qi Muyuan in seclusion at the Tianyan Sect? How come he's here?" Fu Mingxu asked, looking at the still pit. He was quite surprised. "Does Immortal Lord Siyang know he's here?"
Only after he finished speaking did he realize that he had said something stupid.
Immortal Lord Siyang certainly didn't know what Qi Muyuan was doing; he probably thought his disciple was currently in seclusion within the sect.