I Am Your Natural Enemy

A series of gigantic ribs, each six to seven meters high, connected to thick vertebrae, resembling a bizarre vine rack, covering this little dirt road.

On the pale gigantic bones hang skulls, some resembling human, others obviously not human.

This enormous skeletal structure extends along the dirt road, stretching out at least fifty to sixty meters, then disappearing into the darkness.

And behind in the wilderness, gazing through here, the path ascends, entering a vast shadow of massive mountains in the back.

An inexplicable pressure of deathly silence, mingled with barbaric and bloodthirsty aura, silently suppresses the front.

Wen Yan focused his gaze and saw those skulls hanging below the gigantic bones slowly rotating, looking towards him.

Some skulls emitted growling sounds, some exhaled, others whispered, and some recited unknown languages.

Wen Yan could sense that every sound from the skulls was a warning.

One of the skulls chanted a ballad in an unknown language, and as the ballad reached Wen Yan’s ears, he gradually grasped its meaning.

At the same time, a notification appeared.

”Gained Temporary Buff Perception.”

”Originating from the Witch’s blood ritual, this grants a positive Buff Perception to those who hear the corresponding race’s voice, allowing one to clearly perceive the other’s intentions.

Note: When you hear the voice of your own race, this buff is inevitable.”

Wen Yan quietly listened to those undulating low chants, gradually understanding their meanings.

The meaning is that this path leads to the Witch’s territory, unwelcome to all from the Nether Path and death.

If one continues forward, the place the road leads to is the Witch’s bloody altar, with all entities heading there by default willing to offer everything of themselves, becoming sacrificial power.

Stepping onto this path marks one’s signature on a colossal contract with each step.

Each advancement leaves the Witch’s mark on oneself.

The Witch owns everything stepping onto this path.

If one attempts to force through, the guardians can kill them and hang their heads here, enriching the variety of skulls.

Finally, there is a slogan akin to ”Intruders, lineage and clans won’t die well.”

Wen Yan silently withdrew his head, not taking that step forward, he did not believe the obstacle set up here would be merely a slogan.

Most likely, it is a curse that penetrates the bloodline.

With the Witch’s bad habit of engraving things on DNA when nothing else is done, if it’s a more advanced curse, the ability to imprint hereditary diseases on DNA wouldn’t surprise Wen Yan a bit.

Wangjia Valley couldn’t borrow the Nether Path directly, which surprised Wen Yan somewhat, but it further convinced him that there’s a significant issue over there.

He travels the Nether Path daily, and it’s the first time he encounters such a grand obstruction.

”This path can’t be taken, can we switch to another?”

”Switching temporarily is possible, but if changing intersections, I’d get lost, we need Tong Si to come and see.”

Feng Wei wasn’t overly nervous; the risk of walking the Nether Path was right there.

If not for Wen Yan and Tong Si, each time fully prepared with backups, they wouldn’t always be lost here, Feng Wei wouldn’t dare randomly open intersections in unfamiliar places alone.

Because messing up can lead to situations similar to the current one, and Feng Wei had never heard of such a situation before.

”Switch intersections, pick the nearest one.”

Feng Wei closed his eyes, adjusted direction, and stepped forward, with that step, he could no longer feel Wen Yan, couldn’t feel Tong Si, even though Tong Si was holding him with one hand, he couldn’t feel anything.

He entered a state of complete disorientation, closing his eyes, totally relaxed, knowing Wen Yan would surely lead him.

Wen Yan held Tong Si in one hand, Feng Wei in the other, eyes closed, determined a direction, and moved forward.

Even if the path was impassable, he could take them back to the Big Intersection, never getting lost here.

He had the confidence for a backup, which others didn’t, so others preferred to spend a day traveling rather than entering the Nether Path.

After walking for a few minutes, Tong Si’s grim eyes were exhausted, finally, following Feng Wei’s instructions, he saw their target intersection.

Wen Yan, eyes closed, stepped onto the path, at that moment, on both sides of the path grew countless white skeletal arms, with their palms like blooming flowers, slowly opening.

Countless arms gently swaying as if a breeze blew through a field of flowers.

The moment Tong Si saw it, his gaze became dazed, he saw an endless sea of blood-colored flowers, clusters of blooming Red Spider Lilies, mixed with an enchanting fragrance, just a sniff felt like the soul body lightened by threefold.

Looking blank-faced, wanting to step into them, but being held by Wen Yan, he could only stare dazedly, unable to move.

Wen Yan moved forward with eyes closed, guided solely by the direction in his heart, completely oblivious to the scene.

He took a step, those touched skeletal arms instantly turned into dust, dispersing as if weathered over millennia.

Couldn’t see, sounds didn’t affect him, neither did smell.

As he was about to take the final step, he opened his eyes, looked back, seeing he stood in a desolate tomb, vast wilderness behind, blood-colored Lycoris flowers covering the mountains, their pungent smell growing exponentially.

The innate fear emerging from the deepest part of the bloodline began to manifest like a landslide tsunami.

As far as the eye could see, beneath the sea of vibrant flowers, countless remains piled up.

At that moment, a notification appeared.

”The Basic Passive Effect Fearless from the title player Natural Enemy activated.”

”Fearless: The heart won’t be shaken by fear from any form.”

Wen Yan quietly observed everything, knowing this was the creatures’ most primal fear of death, this power urging him to retreat.

And here, it thoroughly manifested that fear.

He turned away and walked out of the desolate tomb, now considering that Grandma specifically sought him out, the task may truly not be simple.