For the creatures of the Level 3 underground realm, Trembling Paradise poses no major threat, for its range is fixed and it never expands outward.
If one never steps foot within, they remain unaffected.
If one unluckily enters the paradise, then the problems are significant, with unavoidable hardships.
After anomalies penetrated into the hunter's space, Ivan had the most vivid experience of this; the information summarized was actually incomplete, what he was losing was not just strength but also slivers of life vitality.
What was more astonishing to him was that the Prophet's Treasure To had reacted, highlighting one matter – sothing was trying to steal his 'fortune'.
Even the intangible fortune could be drained, not to ntion other forms of energy, which were diminishing to so degree. This all-encompassing power theft was truly terrifying.
Fortunately, it had just begun, and the loss of power was minimal.
"Trembling Paradise certainly lives up to its na."
With a sigh, Ivan flashed out of the hunter's space, with his figure reappearing deep in the Rift Valley.
At that mont, the Rift Valley Jungle bristled with life as the creatures inhabiting it revealed their forms – whether they were birds of prey or poisonous insects and small beasts, all were brimming with vitality.
There were swift hawks flying and fluttering above.
Venomous insects, which should have stayed buried in the soil, were singing loudly, their bodies twisting from side to side in an unknown dance.
Even the shadows of the surrounding trees wriggled.
Everything was pulsing.
Bathed in the brilliant and colorful light, everything beca starkly different from the dayti. This was the true face of Trembling Paradise, where creatures both large and small were not feeble, with Level 2 and Level 3 creatures abounding.
Level 4 presences could be sensed from afar, more than one, and there were also several Ancient Kings of Level 5.
Ivan had no intention of confronting the entire paradise alone.
As the saying goes, if you can't beat them, join them.
Trembling Paradise never repelled foreign creatures from entering, as long as they could adapt to its rules, and Ivan was about to blend in and beco part of the paradise.
"The creatures here differ, and their sounds and movents are inconsistent, indicating that there's no predetermined chant or dance to the revelry here."
"I need to find my own rhythm and harmonize my power, preferably with a musical instrunt."
As a seasoned Insect Master, Ivan first carefully observed the insect species, listening to their songs and analyzing the similarities and differences.
He also brought out the only musical instrunt he had, the Golden War Drum, evolved from his life domain.
Although the Golden War Drum wasn't a physical object, he could materialize it at will to use as an instrunt, making it a unique and fine-quality musical piece.
As soon as the Golden War Drum appeared, it was influenced by the surroundings and began to vibrate slightly.
Seeing the drum react without being struck, Ivan's eyes lit up; his needs were fulfilled instantly. He straightforwardly used the Golden War Drum as a dium to further his analysis.
He gradually beca imrsed in it.
Soon, rhythmic drum beats echoed throughout the paradise.
The drumbeats sounded with a majestic montum, gradually overpowering the other noises and becoming the focal point.
"Damn it! That human ca prepared."
The Golden War Drum's commotion couldn't escape the Ancient Kings monitoring the Rift Valley Jungle. Harlington was the first to notice, thereby observing soone fervently playing the drum.
Judging by his form, he seed to be a mber of Trembling Paradise.
This led Harlington to speculate that the human sorcerer had co here with a plan, perhaps this was his prepared retreat strategy.
"Blood Elf King, what should we do now?"
The Snake-man Ancient King soon noticed this situation too, seeing that the human was enjoying himself, his irritation couldn't help but flare, and he quickly sought Harlington for a strategy.
"First probe and see if this Trembling Paradise is truly as rumored." Harlington said ungraciously.
"No problem." The Snake-man Ancient King didn't refuse.
Afterward, he advanced a certain distance and flew into the range of the paradise.
His face changed color in the blink of an eye, and in less than half a minute, he was cursing and running back, reporting his true feelings to the Blood Elf King.
"It seems to be exactly as the rumors described."
"No, it's more terrifying than what I heard before, this place is too sinister."
The rumor was confird, even a Level 5 Ancient King was not spared; the two of them beca exceptionally serious.
However, giving up the throne right before them was absolutely impossible.
Then, the two tried other thods, such as drawing bows and shooting arrows, but once the Sun Chasing Arrows entered the range of the paradise, they twisted and turned, losing their usual 'never rest until blood is drawn' brilliance.
After nurous attempts, not only did they not achieve any results, but they also lost a significant amount of power.
A new day dawned, and the moon set as the sun rose.
Trembling Paradise returned to its forr tranquility.
At this quiet mont, two figures burst into the Rift Valley Jungle side by side, moving at an exceptionally fast pace.
"Search! He's hiding in here."
"I'll check this side, you go over there."
After the alternation of day and night, the Blood Elf King and the Snake-man Ancient King could no longer restrain themselves and rashly entered the Trembling Paradise, searching for traces of a particular human.
To their disappointnt, that human was exceedingly well-hidden, without a trace to be found.
The two of them were like headless flies, disturbing countless creatures in their confusion.
"Hehehe, we have guests, let the wild revelry begin."
Suddenly, a coquettish voice echoed throughout the entire Rift Valley; as soon as the voice fell, responses rose from all directions, and the whole jungle beca noisy.
At the sa ti, the sun bird changed its habits and quickly sealed its nest.
Moonlight swiftly shone from both sides, and the jungle quickly beca colorful, as if suddenly it was night.
"Not good!"
"Retreat."
The Blood Elf King and the Snake-man Ancient King did not anticipate the calamity to co so swiftly and to change so rapidly; exchanging a look, they planned to withdraw from Trembling Paradise.
At this mont, they heard the familiar sound of war drums.
It turned out that the human was not on this side, but had entered the central area of the paradise and was brazenly beating the war drums, clearly not taking them seriously.
"That bastard, let's tear him apart."
"Good."
After all, the two were powerful Level 5 Ancient Kings who commanded respect; they could not tolerate such provocation and imdiately ran towards the drum sounds, their montum extrely fierce.
However, after only covering so distance, they silently chose to withdraw, displaying an unusual tacit understanding in that mont.
It wasn't for any other reason, but because the loss of power within them was too violent, even Level 5 Ancient Kings couldn't bear it, nor did they want to force it, after all, their power was hard-earned.
"Giggle giggle, you've arrived, you can't leave so soon, stay and join the revelry."
That coquettish voice sounded again, its tune strange, like singing, and with the voice ca a sudden appearance of enchanted fog, accurately blocking their path.
The fog seed like a hazy moonlight transford, dreamlike and fantastical.
The two of them were unobservant for a mont, plunging into it, and were completely engulfed by the fog.
The next second, like drunkards, their movents to retreat were crooked and skewed; under the continuous disturbance of the incoming fog, they didn't know how much ti they delayed before they successfully flew out of the jungle.
Even more infuriatingly, they lost a great deal of power, and so intangible things were also extracted.
And they hadn't even seen the face of that human.
How could this not provoke anger!
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