Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 1190: Chapter 1188: Carrying Eggs

Quite a challenge to the imagination!

Facing the fantastic sight before him, Fu Qian did not skimp on his admiration.

Clearly, before his arrival, he hadn’t expected his chance encounter to be so lively.

At this moment, Fu Qian could clearly feel that the thing invisibly connected to his existence was within this shadow.

It didn’t run, nor was it concealed.

Compared to the Crystalline Sun in the Sea of Ashes, this place could truly be considered smooth sailing.

Even now, since the activation of the Pseudo-Divine Being, there had been no detection of any special scrutiny.

Even though he specifically chose a person with a special connection to the Prism of Radiant Transformation to interact with before entering this place.

Perhaps the Prism of Radiant Transformation is pleased with his current actions—is this a trap it designed?

After all, no matter how you look at it, this scene seems to have appeared only after a long accumulation of years.

Unfortunately, as mentioned before, such reasoning is meaningless.

As an entity clearly above the First Phase, any hint could be a counter-hint, and it is simply impossible to draw conclusions from such simple reasoning.

And owing to the nature of “Eternity,” it is completely illogical to deduce how many years this scene has withstood.

It sounds despairing.

…

In the face of this situation, Fu Qian was quick to move again, agilely navigating through the gaps of decaying corpses, his mood unaffected.

Because we never intended to prove anything in the first place.

No matter what the truth is, the absence of obstacles is the best outcome for himself.

The next moment, as he bypassed a fierce bird head staring at him, Fu Qian saw the purpose of his journey.

This is again…

This time, Fu Qian didn’t even hurry to repair his thinned eyelids, maximizing his observational power.

The main thing that appeared before his eyes was truly baffling!

It was a body only half the size of the skeleton outside, with a somewhat similar structure but vastly different in form.

Coiled and curled up as if it was a fetus in gestation.

In combination with everything around it, a phoenix in Nirvana?

But the problem lies in the fact that, although it indeed curled into an egg shape, it was not placed within any eggshell.

On the contrary, a giant egg with a grey-white hue was actually being embraced in its clutches.

This eerie misalignment gave an extremely awkward feeling.

Most importantly, the fetus and the egg were indeed connected.

From this angle, one could see that the egg was not intact.

A broken hole exposed strands of metallic yet blood-like Creation, reaching into the fetus that held it, nourishing it.

The reason for saying “nourishing” rather than “sucking” is that this body, unlike the other rotting ones, was not at all eroded despite being submerged in the lake.

It clearly possessed life; its body semi-transparent, with liquid that seemed to not need any blood vessels, was flowing within.

This flow did not convey a sense of motion but brought about an extreme tranquility, combined with an increasingly intense feeling that all things coalesced in an instant, vividly interpreting the concept of Eternity.

It seemed that this fetus was indeed being nurtured by the egg, apart from the misalignment between them.

Fu Qian stepped forward, observing that special blood attentively, and even saw his own reflection on it.

The surface of this thing was like a mirror, seemingly able to reflect all light.

Meanwhile, Fu Qian became exceedingly sure of one thing—that it was exactly what he was looking for.

…

It actually exists in such a way.

So, having just taken the power source of the Solar Energy Whale, is it now trying to plunder the Phoenix’s liquid metal blood?

If it truly is this legendary creature that can eternally resurrect, then indeed it can be construed as an alternative interpretation of “Eternity.”

Of course, the scene before my eyes seems more like an exhibition of endless failed nirvanas.

On my way here, deformities were visible on almost all bodies.

The layouts growing denser as one approaches this place give rise to the suspicion that they all originate from the same source.

Failed creations are discarded, they decay, and then the next one continues to be cultivated.

How fascinating, so what exactly is their relationship with the Blood Lake then?

Shaking his head, before his eyelids could be corroded, Fu Qian reached out for the shattered egg.

It seems like some changes are finally taking place.

In the next moment, even before touching the eggshell, the vision of metallic-colored blood in my view suddenly quickens its flow, giving off the impression it could burst out at any moment.

And this change causes the connected fledgling to start trembling violently, even deforming.

On its still not so distinct head, an eye suddenly opens, emitting a strange cry.

I knew it!

Not at all surprised by this development, Fu Qian didn’t even pay attention to the chick, instead looking around him.

The numerous bodies that had been floating in varying postures above the silent lake, following that cry, actually started to stir up and turn their hollow eye sockets towards him.

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This onlooking crowd is a bit overwhelming!

When curled up into a ball it wasn’t so obvious, but the sight of nearly a hundred skeletons extending their wings and gradually assuming positions is somewhat spectacular.

And Fu Qian at the center, without a doubt, is completely surrounded.

Just when he was curious about what kind of attack method such decayed beings would adopt, the one closest to him had already opened its mouth in an unbelievably wide angle.

Confronted with this familiar scene, Fu Qian furrows his brow, but without attempting any reckless action, he quietly sidesteps slightly.

Boom!

The next moment, a murky, straight ray, filled with the stench of decay, pierces through his original position, and even without hitting the target, it shifts to chase after him.

Of course, being in the water, all of this happens silently, yet the contained sharpness allows Fu Qian to naturally supplement it with a sound effect in his mind.

At the same time, as he moves his body in sync, he is carefully observing the sweeping current.

Even without contact, he could still feel the corrosive force more potent than that of the Blood Lake.

To be able to launch an attack of such magnitude while in such a state, it’s far more powerful than the Ancient Dragon projection I encountered before!

But it was precisely the awareness of a similar preparatory action that allowed Fu Qian to choose this method of evasion.

If struck head-on by that thing, the contamination to the flesh would be unsustainable without activating the Return Edict before the Pseudo-Divine Being transformation ends.

And this is just a defective product; I wonder what the might of a fully formed one would be.

In admiration, Fu Qian soon discovered how the other side was able to launch such an attack.

As the corrosive stream surged out, the remaining rotting flesh on that skeleton was rapidly disappearing.

This is the real self-sacrificial attack!

In amazement, the body is already reduced to mere stark white bones, and the ray comes to an abrupt halt.

However, these bones do not cease their motion; in the next moment, they actually fold in on themselves, assuming the same posture as the fledgling.