Chapter 4910 — Do You Remember Half-Moon Lake?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
To be honest, when he first heard of it from the ghostly thing, even with Wei Zhao's courage and temperament, he could not help but feel a lingering dread that turned his legs to jelly. Before that, he had even traded blows with a human-shaped puppet of that creature's making, and had even won the Ten-Thousand-Year Tree Crystal from it—looking back, it was simply inconceivable.
At the time, it was only because the ghostly thing could bluff the creature that he had escaped by sheer luck; otherwise, even ten thousand Wei Zhaos would have died inside for certain!
Though the journey to the South Island had shown Wei Zhao the might of the spirit beast clan—not to mention the ghostly thing, the former Azure Dragon, the Vermilion Bird alone stood at the very pinnacle of the spirit beast clan—and afterward he had even witnessed beings beyond the Sea-Splitting Stage such as the Five-Venom Wyrm and the giant electric eel, the thing that still felt most horrifying and most staggering to him was Half-Moon Lake.
To this day Wei Zhao still did not know exactly how powerful Half-Moon Lake was. But surely it was not much inferior to those mighty spirit beasts of the South Island. And now, looking back, that such a being had been hidden in the back mountains of the North Island—truly a place where dragons lay concealed and tigers crouched.
"Senior, why bring that up all of a sudden?" Wei Zhao was somewhat at a loss. But then his expression changed and the corner of his mouth began to twitch. "Don't tell me..."
"When I was inside that creature's body, my divine sense was as useless as it is now. That was the only time," the ghostly thing said quietly.
"Oh no!" Wei Zhao nearly dropped to the ground in shock. When he looked around again, his expression was no longer natural at all, and he drew a sharp breath. "Senior, you mean... this whole City of Thunder Burials is like that Half-Moon Lake—a top-tier spirit beast that has cultivated into a spirit?"
"I never said that. That's your own wild guess. A basin this big being a single spirit beast—do you think that's possible?" the ghostly thing said dismissively.
"If Half-Moon Lake could be, then of course the City of Thunder Burials could be too!" Wei Zhao said with conviction.
"No, the two are not the same at all. Half-Moon Lake's true body is actually that giant cedar in the middle—the lake around it is merely an offshoot formed by its vast root system. So it is a proper living being, and given sufficient opportunity, it could naturally cultivate into a spirit. But look at this City of Thunder Burials—does it look like a living being?" the ghostly thing countered.
"Well... no, it doesn't..." Wei Zhao shook his head. A giant cedar cultivating into a spirit was still understandable, but if even this City of Thunder Burials, made of earth and stone, had cultivated into a spirit, then his worldview and his whole outlook on life would collapse together.
After a brief pause, Wei Zhao pressed on. "But how do you explain the current situation? From what you just said, Senior, your divine sense only fails when you're trapped inside some powerful creature's body, right?"
"You could put it that way. So I suspect that although this place is not quite the same as Half-Moon Lake, it must share something in common with it. Don't you think the resentment all around us is absurdly strong?" the ghostly thing asked in turn.
"It really is absurd. Even a top-tier lightning-attribute spirit beast like the Thunder Dragon shouldn't be able to pour out resentment from thin air and fill this whole place with it, unless..." Wei Zhao trailed off.
"Unless what?" the ghostly thing asked.
"Unless after death it became a vengeful ghost, its wronged soul refusing to disperse!" No sooner had Wei Zhao said it than he felt it was unreliable, and he contradicted himself: "But there are no vengeful ghosts in this world. There must be some other explanation." (To be continued.)