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Damn it, I am utterly in awe of this Qingfengzi!
Moreover, this person is simply a master manipulator...
I remember the first time I saw him; he was just a serious victim!
But why is it that he seems to be behind every incident?
From the Desert Eye to Three Talents Island, his shadow is everywhere. Now it seems that the fall of the Fourth Civilization of Earth is also inextricably linked to him!
In other words, he existed long before the fall of the Atlantis Civilization, or perhaps he had already begun his schemes nine thousand years ago.
No way, this is absolutely impossible. I know there was a Taoist present during the fall of Khotan, so how could he also appear in this Nine Thousand Years Ago ruin?
This world has no immortality, nor does it have any path to transcendence!
Perhaps this mural is just boasting, or maybe it’s merely someone who looks a bit like Qingfengzi.
Based on the mural, I have formed some guesses in my mind—those High Puppets that the Atlanteans wanted to create.
The Sauron from Desert Eye, along with the vampires from the survival on the deserted island, plus an Atlantean High Puppet... they are probably all part of his plan to create Iron Blood Warriors!
At this point, I basically understand what Qingfengzi desires.
What he wants are those powerful monsters that can disrupt the balance of yin and yang!
However, his true purpose for creating these monsters remains a mystery.
I couldn't help but wonder why I had so easily locked Qingfengzi in a coffin last time. How did he manage to escape? Or why was he hiding his true abilities?
Looking back, it was quite ironic. We had been following clues, facing numerous dangers, and nearly losing our lives several times. We endured the sun and wind without any guarantee of warmth or safety, yet we still knew nothing about him. From start to finish, we were being led around by him! Not to mention that there seemed to be another presence behind Qingfengzi.
I took out a Yellow Talisman and sketched some rough outlines of the mural.
After finishing that, I left the Passageway. When I stepped outside, I found Bald Qiang and the others had already fallen asleep against the walls of the Passageway. Zhengyang was sitting cross-legged nearby, meditating while keeping an eye on Jian.
The silence here was so profound that one could hear a pin drop. In this deep, dark Passageway, Ghost Granny's eyes shone with a fierce light; it was a terrifying power.
As soon as I emerged, Zhengyang opened his eyes, and everyone turned to look at me.
"What happened?"
Zhengyang asked with concern, "Did you find any clues?"
"Yes!"
I felt uneasy inside. Sighing, I set my backpack down and prepared to share the sketches with Zhengyang. To my surprise, he waved his hand to stop me.
"You should rest for a while. We can talk after you wake up."
A slight smile appeared on Zhengyang's cold face as he said softly, "Just knowing that you deciphered the mural is enough for now. You need to rest; you've been in there for quite some time."
Quite some time!?
I was indeed startled, but upon reflection, it made sense. The mural stretched a full kilometer, and deciphering it was naturally a monumental task. It was already impressive that I managed to process the complex information on it. Given the astonishing content recorded on the mural, I found myself engrossed in it, completely oblivious to my fatigue.
However, this kind of excitement was actually pathological and exhausting. I truly needed rest, so I didn’t hesitate to find a relatively open spot where I could lay my head on my backpack and sleep.
Sure enough, my mind was already exhausted to its limits. The moment my head touched the backpack, I fell into a deep sleep.
With Zhengyang keeping watch nearby, I felt at ease, allowing me to sleep particularly soundly. As soon as I closed my eyes, I slipped into deep slumber. Eventually, I was roused by someone pinching my nose; I woke up groggy and blurred in vision, only to see a lewd face swaying in front of me, with a gap in its front teeth that almost made drool drip down. Wasn’t that Big Mouth Lee?
“Hey, time to wake up!”
Big Mouth Lee pinched my nose while slapping my face, grinning as he said, “You’ve been sleeping for a whole fourteen hours! If you keep this up, you’ll sleep right through!”
Fourteen hours?
His words hit me like a bucket of cold water, jolting me awake as I sat up abruptly. I looked around and saw that everyone else was already awake, gathered together eating their rations.
It turned out that after more than thirty hours without food, my stomach was quite empty as well. I quickly joined them, munching on dried beef and washing it down with mineral water until I felt somewhat satisfied before discussing the content of the mural.
As I began recounting what I had seen, Zhengyang and the others put down their food. Even the Serpent King listened with curiosity, though she couldn’t understand our language at all. So, I explained it again to Zhengyang and the others before finally translating it into Cursed Script for her!
After all that, both the Serpent King and Zhengyang fell silent.
“This is complicated,” Zhengyang sighed softly before asking me, “Did the mural record the specific location of this High Puppet?”
"Yes! In Atlantis, in the Land of the Sleeping Kings!"
I nodded and took out my sketch, saying to them, "The Ancient Kings of Atlantis are all buried in the same place, right behind their palace! There, the mountains stretch endlessly; it is the burial site of the Ancient Kings of Atlantis, and the layout of the tombs is particularly complex.
What do you think?
The structure of Atlantis' Tomb resembles that of the ancient Egyptian pyramids; it is a type of tower-shaped tomb built above ground. However, this pyramid in Atlantis does not remain exposed on the surface. After the King is buried inside, it will be covered with earth, and the final appearance of the tomb will look like a large mountain! In other words, all the mountains behind the Royal Palace of Atlantis are actually tombs!
The High Puppet is inside there, but I cannot determine which specific tomb it is in. The murals do not mention it; they only depict a river referred to by the Atlanteans as the Sacred River flowing through Atlantis' Land of the Sleeping Kings. At the end of that Sacred River is where the High Puppet is nurtured!"
After summarizing the situation, I opened the map to examine the city structure of Poseidonia.
Modern scientists have always believed that the city of Atlantis was divided according to social hierarchy, forming a concentric circular shape where those living closer to the center held higher status.
This assumption is actually incorrect. While Poseidonia in Atlantis is indeed divided into areas based on status, its city structure is not concentric but linear, stretching nearly a hundred kilometers from north to south. The city gate is located on the southern side; upon entering through this gate, the first area encountered is the Commoner District. Beyond that lies some noble residences, followed by temples and similar places. Further north is where Atlantis' royal city resides, and at the very northern end is Atlantis' Land of the Sleeping Kings!
In other words... this time we not only have to traverse all of Poseidonia but also search for that Sacred River once we enter the Land of the Sleeping Kings. We must follow the Sacred River all the way to its source; perhaps that is where we will find our target!
"The murals are roughly like this!" It took me three hours to explain clearly, but everyone finally transitioned from confusion to understanding. At least I felt much better about it.
After quickly organizing our gear, we prepared to set out. This time, the Serpent King did not continue with us and returned to her tribe. It was evident that she still harbored fear towards Sauron and his group and did not want to face those 'demons.' So after we made our decision, she parted ways with us, leaving just our group to embark on our journey alone.
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