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Chapter 565

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"No, it's not completely complete. If it wasn't for an accidental discovery, I don't think anyone would've thought of that passage. "Andrela smiled mysteriously and led the way into the cave. Garon hurriedly followed.

Soon after, he walked forward for a short distance in the cave and suddenly stopped. He stood at the edge of a spring in the cave and stopped moving.

"It's here. I'll go first, you follow me. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped into the spring with a splash.

The small spring, which was only about a meter wide, suddenly splashed a large amount of water, wetting the surrounding cave floor.

Garon was puzzled, but he also jumped into the spring.

The moment he entered the spring, a gentle and warm feeling wrapped around his whole body, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

But the strange thing was that the temperature of the spring was not high, about the same as the temperature of the sea.

Bubbles bubbled up, Garon saw Andrela waving a bright green light stick at him in the turbid light blue water.

He quickly swam over like a fish and followed. After cultivating under the sea for so many years, Garon was already very proficient in swimming. He followed Andrela at a leisurely pace.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, swam at the bottom of the spring for more than ten minutes and kept going down. They did not know how deep the spring was. It was pitch black all around, as if they could not see the bottom.

Finally, the spring in front of them turned abruptly, no longer going down, but horizontally parallel to the front.

After a while, another passage leading upwards appeared.

The entire underwater terrain of the spring was a complete U-shape, exactly the same as the shape of the entire island.

Swimming along the passage, the two of them could not help but speed up.

Splash!

Inside a narrow black cave, two human heads suddenly popped out of a turbid oval spring in the corner of the cave.

In the clear sound of water, two black figures came out of the water, jumped up, and landed steadily on the edge of the spring.

With a snap of his fingers, Garen's body was instantly filled with white, frozen air. It circled around their drenched cloaks and slowly dissipated.

All the water in the cloak immediately froze into ice shards, and with a slight shake, they all fell to the ground with a crash.

The water on their bodies instantly dried up.

"This is already beyond the scope of Secret Techniques." Andrela sighed.

Garon smiled and didn't answer. He just quietly looked around the cave.

"This is the place where the Mother Stream passes by. It's the only place where you can see the Mother Stream." Andrela sighed. "You definitely can't imagine what the Mother Stream looks like."

"In this cave?" Garon's curiosity was piqued. Even he could not guess what the Mother Stream in the legends was like in the real world.

"Come with me."

Andrela walked in front, leading them away from the spring and to the stone wall at the end of the cave.

When Garon got closer, he noticed that the stone wall was actually a blocked circular hole. It was just that the stones blocking the hole were camouflaged too well, there were no gaps at all. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't be able to tell that this was originally a hole.

He also noticed that on the left side of the stone wall, there was a pile of white bones. They didn't look like they belonged to humans, but many lizard skeletons were piled together. However, there wasn't the slightest stench of decay.

"I've lived here for five years. There used to be lizard like aquatic creatures living in the spring, but I've eaten all of them." Andrela shrugged, his ten fingers clasping the stone blocking the door, and pulled it out forcefully.

With a rumbling sound, the stone moved away, and a hole as tall as a person suddenly appeared.

Andrela didn't go in, but stood at the entrance, quietly looking inside, his eyes showing a hint of infatuation.

His pupils clearly reflected a light green fluorescent light, that was the halo inside the hole.

Garon couldn't help but hold his breath, looking at the shocking scene in the hole with the same shock.

The hole was connected to an incomparably large cave.

In the large cave, there was a huge river that flowed endlessly from left to right. There was no sound at all, no sound of water, no flow of air, and no creatures swimming in it.

It was a huge green light river that was tens of meters wide!

It wasn't the Clearwater River, but some unknown green fluorescent liquid, formed by gathering, gushing out from a gray whirlpool on the left, rushing into another gray fog whirlpool on the right.

The misty green fluorescent light illuminated the two people at the entrance into the hole into a miserable green.

The hole they were in was in the middle of the large cave's tall stone wall, hanging high up, like a small bee's eye, inconspicuous.

"This is the Mother Stream …" Andrela muttered.

"How are you sure?" Garon finally came back to his senses. To be able to see such a miraculous scene in the Secret Technique World, even if he had seen countless grand scenes, he still felt that it was a little unbelievable.

"I'm not sure … You'll know when you get closer." Andrela smiled bitterly.

Garon walked into the hole with slight suspicion.

As soon as he took a step, a gentle and warm aura instantly enveloped him, gently pushing him out.

"This is … Aura!!??" He looked at Andrela in shock.

"That's right." Andrela nodded, "Aura is the condensed product of a creature's spirit. In the Ancient Endor civilization, there is another term for it, and that is the power of life. Legend has it that the Mother Stream came from an unknown void, and flowed to an unknown time and space, containing endless power of life. So even if this river isn't the Mother Stream, it is still a branch of the Mother Stream. Other than this explanation, I can't find any other similar records. "

Garon's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly adjusted his vision.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the green light river in front of him suddenly disappeared. There was nothing in the hole, this huge hole was empty, as if there was an inexplicable gentle flow of air flowing in it.

He was completely restraining his aura, and observing the Mother Stream from the perspective of a normal person.

Sure enough, the entire Mother Stream could not be seen. The ditch where the Mother Stream was originally located was just a dry ditch, there was nothing in it, and the left and right were blocked.

"So it is, legend has it that only the chosen ones can see the Mother Stream, this explanation makes sense." Garon nodded, and released his aura again. Suddenly, the green fluorescent light appeared in front of him again.

"You noticed it too." Andrela nodded, "I've confirmed it from many sources, and I've basically confirmed that this is the Mother Stream."

Garon did not immediately reply, but remained silent for a while.

"What are your plans?"

Andrela smiled bitterly.

"I don't have any plans, I can't even get close, what else can I plan?"

"You've lived here for five years, you must have gained something, right?"

"Of course." Andrela nodded, "I've looked up all the information about the Mother Stream, myths, legends, and folktales, I didn't miss anything. Combining all of them, I have a conjecture. "

He leaned against the hole, looked at the Mother Stream, and explained in a low voice.

"The Mother Stream is also known as the River of Life, it is said that there is a huge secret hidden in it. Countless ancient warlocks walked into it before they died, and returned to the Mother Stream, there must be a huge reason. "

He took out a silver ring with a two-headed bird engraved on it.

"I found out that before entering the Mother Stream, all Warlocks will wear an accessory made of silvery stone. I don't know the reason. "

"This is the ring made of silver?" Garon also took out the two-headed bird ring from the Divine Master.

"Yes. I don't know who obtained this material and made it into a two-headed bird ring, these are probably the last two silver accessories in the world. "Andrela said with some emotion.

"I'm guessing that the Mother Stream is probably the last chance for the warlocks when they see no hope."

"What chance?"

"The chance to reach a higher level."

Andrela said in a low voice.

"The legends of the warlocks ended with the Mythological Expedition, for unknown reasons, they had a war with a powerful invader from another world, and in the end, both sides suffered heavy losses, and the gods fell. I noticed that whenever the warlock heroes were heavily injured, they would let people put themselves into the Mother Stream, and their injuries would be healed. Then they would continue to join the battle. "

He paused.

"Later, the enemy discovered this secret, they used some unknown method to make the Mother Stream no longer have the ability to heal, and instead, it became the ability to decompose everything. Perhaps this is the original appearance of the Mother Stream. So although the warlocks won the war in the end, it was a pyrrhic victory, and both sides were annihilated in history not long after. "

"Your conjecture is very detailed, but this is based on the premise that all the myths are true." Garon nodded.

"I tried my best to eliminate as many distractions as possible, sorted out the remaining information, and combined it with my conjecture, the result should not be too distorted." Andrela shook his head.

"Mother Stream …" Garon looked at the flowing green light river, and felt an indescribable sense of unreality in his heart. This feeling of personally witnessing something from the myths and legends was completely unimaginable to the average person.

Imagine, it was the same feeling as when he saw the Egyptian pyramids for the first time on Earth. That heavy sense of history completely surrounded his soul, and for a moment, he did not have any other thoughts.

"There must be a huge secret hidden in there, the warlocks are already close to thousands of years old, and have god-like power, so what is the level above them? It can only be eternity! " Andrela said seriously, and then showed a bitter smile again. "Unfortunately, I can't even get close."

He turned his head to look at Garon.

"What I can't do, maybe you can, your power has already reached a level that I can't imagine." His eyes were full of hope and expectation.

Garon looked at the Mother Stream, his eyes flickering.

Suddenly, he took a big step forward.

Thud.

His boots stepped firmly on the ground in the cave. A huge force crashed into Garon's body, trying to push him out.

This force was so huge that even Garon's Living Secret Technique could not withstand it.

His whole body quickly emitted a blue frost mist, and he was about to use all his strength to resist.

Suddenly, he glanced at his Ability Attribute Pane from the corner of his eyes, and his body suddenly froze.

In the Ability Attribute Pane, there was a change that he had never seen before.

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