Ten seconds passed.
Zhang Yu's hand remained unhard.
"Has anything changed?" Xiang Beifei asked curiously.
Zhang Yu was also slightly startled!
"Strange? As soon as we leave the water, our bodies disintegrate and can only reassemble at the bottom of the water." Zhang Yu said incredulously.
After a mont, he suddenly thought of sothing and looked at the little Young on Xiang Beifei's shoulder, surprised, "Right, why can he leave that area?"
"He can't leave?"
Xiang Beifei turned his head and glanced at little Young, who also scratched his head in confusion.
"We can't leave, we can't go too far from the fortress, especially here. After the lake fills up, we can't even stick our heads or arms out of the water, but why——"
Zhang Yu carefully surfaced from the water; his entire body stepped out onto a large rock and was utterly shocked.
"I can leave the bottom of the water?" Zhang Yu murmured to himself.
Xiang Beifei thought of sothing and stepped back a few steps.
While Zhang Yu was still in awe, Xiang Beifei moved away a little farther. Zhang Yu gasped, and imdiately his body's joints cracked open, crumbling into a pile of stones. His entire skull also thudded down onto the rock.
"What happened?"
Only Zhang Yu's skull could talk now, his body had already rolled away into the water and splashed out of sight, also utterly astonished.
Xiang Beifei hesitated for a mont, then walked a few steps closer to Zhang Yu. Suddenly Zhang Yu perceived sothing, and his body parts quickly rolled back towards his skull, quickly reassembling into a stone figure.
"So it really is like this," Xiang Beifei muttered.
"You You You!" little Young said from his shoulder, pointing at Xiang Beifei and speaking to Zhang Yu.
"It's you!"
Zhang Yu looked at Xiang Beifei in disbelief, "You can break our curse!"
"Curse?" Xiang Beifei was sowhat surprised.
Zhang Yu suddenly beca very excited, and impatiently explained in Young language, "Our clan has been plagued by a curse across generations. All our people can only live in this place, depending only on this place to survive. This is the curse our race carries. The mont we leave a certain range, we crumble just like that."
Zhang Yu looked at Xiang Beifei, astounded, "But we have always had a belief passed down that only a free deity will help us break free from the shackles of fate. Are... Are you a deity?"
"I wish I were."
Xiang Beifei shrugged his shoulders.
"Then why do I gain freedom when I'm near you? Why can it leave its dwelling place? If you are not so deity, why can you help break free from the shackles?" Zhang Yu asked urgently.
"That's a good question."
Xiang Beifei stroked his chin and looked again at little Young on his shoulder.
When little Young first followed him, the sa situation occurred. If he went too far away, he would wither. He thought it was a characteristic of Young, but soon he realized he had overlooked a fact; because the Young in the withering forest could only transform into a human during the night.
However, when Little Youmong was with him, he always appeared in the form of a little tree person and could change back to a tree whenever he wanted, without many restrictions.
This was rather strange.
Zhang Yu still insisted on regarding Xiang Beifei as a deity: "You are definitely the deity spoken of in legends; there can be no mistake!"
His eyes sparkled brilliantly as he recalled the thods Xiang Beifei had just employed to subdue him, even with his possession of a life origin stone, and how he had efficiently handled the formidable Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage, essentially saving their race. Now, he could also free him from the bounded territory. How could such a person not be a deity?
"Being this deity doesn't even get a salary," Xiang Beifei complained.
Xiang Beifei shook his head and after a long mont added, "I'd better protect you all first. I can help inscribe so defensive patterns for you to foster so self-defensive capabilities; it is best to establish so true defenses. The Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage will definitely not rest easily. You all should ensure you survive first and foremost."
"We will follow all commands from the great deity," Zhang Yu said, filled with reverence and respect towards Xiang Beifei.
Xiang Beifei was indifferent; he decided to apply so defensive abilities from Jiuzhou here, combined with the restriction of the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage by the life origin stone, to enhance the self-defense capabilities of the Stone Race.
He spent an entire day fortifying the key areas of the Stone Race's territory before leaving the great lake and flying towards Si Hou to continue his journey.
——
Xiang Beifei flew north for a whole month and still had not reached Si Hou.
The journey was far longer than he had anticipated!
At this mont, heavy rain started pouring down from the sky, drenching everything as if a curtain of water enveloped the world, with a vast expanse of water in the distance and the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves rustling loudly.
Xiang Beifei stopped in a forest, planning to wait for the rain to stop before moving on.
The forest was lush and verdant, with trees growing wildly tall—each at least a hundred ters high, so so wide that even ten people together might not be able to encircle them. The overlapping leaves in the forest were as large as pot lids, with various birds and snakes taking shelter from the rain beneath them.
Xiang Beifei decided to use the breath soil to construct a small earthen house to rest, and to avoid building it too low and attracting the trouble of any reckless desolate beasts, he specifically chose a large tree about seven or eight ters in diater. He attached the breath soil to the branches of this tree, about thirty ters high, creating sothing akin to a treehouse.
The earthen house was sealed tightly, impervious to the raging rain outside. Within the breath soil hut, it remained warm and fresh. He even deliberately covered the exterior of the breath soil with golden-patterned bricks to prevent any desolate beasts from causing trouble.
After settling everything, Xiang Beifei sat down cross-legged. With a thought, a stone tower appeared in his hands.
"Speaking of which, what exactly is this thing for?" Xiang Beifei pondered, examining the stone tower in his hands.
This was a newly unlocked power from the Wei Constellation. a capability from the twelfth constellation.
It had cost him three early-stage spiritual power crystals.
[Wei Constellation: Stone Tower]
The Spirit Gathering Book still offered a very simplistic introduction, infuriatingly simple!
By now, the later constellations had increasingly frustrated Xiang Beifei, unlike the previous ones which provided very concrete abilities that greatly assisted him. Like the previous stele, he had no clue what purpose this stone tower served.
The tower had nine levels and was hollow inside; even the craftsmanship was quite rough, lacking any specific engravings. However, inside the tower flickered bunches of faint flas, each fla no bigger than a thumb, floating in the center of each level. They appeared extrely feeble, as if they could extinguish at any mont.
Nevertheless, flas were present from the second to the eighth level, notably absent only on the first and ninth levels, as if the flas in those two levels had extinguished.
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