This was where Yan Xiao's lair was located. On the map, it was labeled as the "Forest of Hanging Skulls".
The skulls hung silently from the trees, their empty eye sockets seeming to stare at every visitor.
This silence, this hopelessness. It had lasted for hundreds of years.
The four of them spread out.
Qing Qishu held his shield and walked at the front, his expression unprecedentedly solemn.
From now on, he would carry out his responsibilities.
As a Sacred Race warrior, he had to be the first to deal with any danger that came against the Emissary of the Dragon God.
To Jiang Wang and the others, this was a risk, a gamble that sought rewards amidst danger.
But to the Forest Ocean Sacred Race warriors, this was a struggle against an unfortunate fate.
It was the dividing line between light and darkness.
Qing Qishu didn't even bring his blade, afraid that he would subconsciously injure Yan Xiao and trigger the conditions for Yan Xiao's resurrection.
Previously, he had been attacked so many times by the Hidden Serpent and was in so much pain, but he hadn't retaliated even once. He had been training for today.
This was the Sacred Race's best chance in a thousand years, and perhaps their last chance. This was what Great Aunt had said before leaving.
The concealment clothes he hid in his bosom had been infused with scraps of the Hidden Serpent King's skin. In terms of quality, it was second only to the one Jiang Wang had made entirely out of the Hidden Serpent King's skin. This was the old priest's slight bias towards him.
The Forest of Hanging Skulls was extremely quiet. It was clearly afternoon, but it was as silent as night.
This silence … caused Jiang Wang to recall the deathly stillness he had experienced when he first arrived in the Forest Ocean Origin Realm.
Was there any connection between that place and the Forest of Hanging Skulls?
At that time, he had also heard Yan Xiao's cry.
The leaves rustled under his feet.
"Don't be impatient," Jiang Wang reminded him.
Su Qi pursed his lips, and he really did suppress the urge to charge forward.
Wu Quji casually stabbed a few trees with his golden needles as he walked.
"There's no poison," he said.
It was strangely calm.
The four of them advanced cautiously, but they didn't encounter any attacks along the way.
The terror of the Forest of Hanging Skulls seemed to be limited to its outer appearance.
They walked forward into the depths of the forest of Hanging Skulls.
The surrounding trees were like bare and straight wooden poles, but at the top, there were luxuriant branches and leaves.
Pale human skulls hung from the joints between the branches and the trunk.
Qing Qishu glanced at the skulls.
He didn't dare to look any longer.
"If I fail today, the one hanging on this tree in the future may be me, or it may be my child," he said.
Jiang Wang looked at the skulls carefully and didn't say anything.
His field of vision suddenly expanded.
The dense forest became sparse here, and an open space appeared in the forest.
This should be the center of the Forest of Hanging Skulls.
What was surprising was that there was actually a small wooden house in this place.
Jiang Wang's hand was already on his sword hilt.
There was someone in the depths of Cranium Forest!
The wooden house was a very ordinary wooden house. There was nothing special about it.
The door was wide open, and they could see directly into the central room.
There was a wooden table and four long stools.
Just like an ordinary family.
There were wooden bowls, wooden chopsticks, and wooden dishes on the table.
It was as if a family was having a meal.
However, the bowls and plates were empty, and there was no one at the table.
Jiang Wang's gaze stopped outside the room.
There was a swallow's nest hanging from the eaves of the wooden house.
A swallow poked its little head out of the nest and looked at them.
That gaze … …
It was actually filled with joy!
Perhaps it was too happy, but it jumped lightly in the nest. Everyone was able to clearly see its full appearance.
It wasn't as large as the other beasts in the Forest Ocean Origin Realm. In fact, its size wasn't much different from the beasts in the Modern Realm. It was quite small.
It looked just like an ordinary swallow. The only difference was that it didn't have a tail.
A tailless swallow!
Su Qi's dagger was already in his hand. Jiang Wang silently formed an incantation gesture, and Wu Quji pinched the golden needle … …
The tailless swallow lowered its head and lightly pecked at the edge of the nest.
Suddenly, the world began to spin.
Jiang Wang came to his senses and stood still. When he raised his head again, the world had changed.
He heard a child-like voice in his ears. "Welcome to my home!"
The dense veined patterns beneath his feet were like straw mats, and he no longer felt as if he was standing on solid ground.
When he looked up at the sky, he could no longer see the sky. All he could see were dark brown veins.
The tailless swallow that had spoken was standing in front of him, but its size was already comparable to any of them. There was indeed a bloody wound on its left wing.
At the end of his field of vision, he could see that there were also veined patterns that looked like straw mats. It was as if the earth had been swept up by some kind of power.
Jiang Wang suddenly understood — — we've been sucked into a swallow's nest?
"Is this your home?" Su Qi stared at it. "You … actually have a home?"
He held his daggers in reverse and leapt forward.
There was no need to exchange pleasantries with a monster like Yan Xiao.
Wu Quji casually placed a few golden needles around his body. He flicked his finger, and a golden light flashed rapidly.
The tailless swallow only looked at Seven Azure Trees and said happily, "I've already eaten my fill this year. You don't have to come over!"
As it spoke, a golden light appeared and formed a golden line that wrapped around the tailless swallow.
Su Qi had already leapt forward and stabbed his daggers into Yan Xiao's body. A dagger stabbed into its chest and a dagger stabbed into its wound. He even forcefully stirred it a few times.
The tailless swallow seemed to be dazed for a moment. It did not understand why these people would attack it.
But in the next moment.
It suddenly opened its mouth and let out a strange howl!
Cold, sharp, and frightening.
When Yan Xiao cries, it will eat a hundred heads.
The childlike, innocent look in his eyes turned vicious and ruthless.
The golden line on its body immediately broke!
Su Qi's movement was extremely fast. He directly threw away his daggers and retreated, instantly moving far away.
But Yan Xiao only flapped its wings and had already caught up. It pecked with its beak.
Dou!
A tough wooden shield blocked in front of Yan Xiao's beak.
Seven Azure Trees had arrived in time and used the wooden shield to block the attack.
Everyone did not even have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
From the point of contact between the wooden shield and the beak as the center, a black color quickly spread out.
The wooden color withered and the wooden shield withered.
This wooden shield had blocked countless attacks in the place where the snake was hidden. It was not damaged at all.
In the past hunts, it had saved Seven Azure Trees countless times and had never disappointed him.
But what was frightening was that.
After receiving a peck from Yan Xiao, this treasure blessed by the Dragon God instantly lost its life!
The green wood decayed and collapsed with a touch.
There was no shield in Seven Azure Trees hands.
His greatest reliance could not block for even a breath.
Yan Xiao went straight in.
Clang!
The tip of Chang Si's sword collided with Yan Xiao's beak.
Jiang Wang's sword arrived like a shooting star and blocked the peck.
He had already seen the terror of Yan Xiao's beak. Although he was very confident in the quality of Chang Si's famous weapon, he was also afraid that the sword would rot. Therefore, on the tip of the sword, there was a layer of Dao Energy quite extravagantly wrapped.
It was precisely because of this that he clearly sensed how a strand of gloomy and cold energy swiftly corroded these Dao Energy. Jiang Wang's control of Dao Energy had already reached a very fine level. But the process of Dao Energy's collapse was so specific that it made him so shocked!
What kind of power was this?
At this time, the three of them were entangled with Yan Xiao. The only one who had not yet gotten close, Wu Qu's golden line was broken. His ten fingers were trembling violently as he shot out golden needles. But none of the golden needles were shot at Yan Xiao. Instead, they were shot at the surrounding ground.
And Su Qi relied on his movement technique to flip and turn in the air. He had already landed on Yan Xiao's back. He held the hammer with both hands and smashed it directly at the back of Yan Xiao's head.
Yan Xiao spread his right wing.
Su Qi's "hammer" instantly missed.
Yan Xiao had already appeared in the sky behind him and pecked down!
Poof!
Blood splattered.
A palm blocked the bird's beak.
It was Seven Azure Trees hand!
He had kept his promise.
In the situation where the wooden shield was lost, he still blocked the attack for the Dragon God Messengers!
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