Chapter 250 – How Impolite

Xie Jun abruptly opened his eyes and, reflexively, leaped up from the ground like a fish.

Blue electric sparks flickered around him. The two electromagnetic superalloy longswords strapped to his back erupted into the air, hovering there with their tips emitting snake-like sparks, which gave him a slight sense of security.

“Phew—”

Xie Jun surveyed his surroundings immediately and only relaxed a bit when he spotted the four companions.

“What exactly just happened?”

Someone in the group spoke up, still shaken.

All eyes turned to the two who had previously descended into the secret chamber.

One of them, a rather ordinary-looking man from the Golden Bear unit, said with a complex expression, “We just went down and detected a wave of spatial energy at the bottom of the chamber…”

“Spatial energy?!”

The pupils of Xie Jun and his companions contracted upon hearing the term.

Almost instantly, they realized what they had just experienced.

Spatial transfer technology has always been one of the most sought-after projects for the Research Group in cracking the secret realms of ancient evil deities.

This mysterious force, still largely unknown to humanity, had already been tamed to some degree by certain ancient evil deity civilizations.

By using specific runes, magic arrays, and spells, they could achieve spatial transfer over certain distances.

However, only a tiny fraction of these “ancient spatial teleportation devices” exist within the secret realms of evil deities, and even fewer remain undamaged and operational.

“Who would have thought, they had just ‘hit the jackpot’ by stumbling upon one.”

No wonder the two who had first gone down were initially so ecstatic.

Similar experiences had not been unheard of during Yellow Bear’s previous explorations of secret realms.

Though Xie Jun’s group found it bizarre and incredible, they were all seasoned members of the mystic deity group. After a brief emotional upheaval, they quickly regained their composure.

“The urgent matter now is to figure out where we are.”

Someone in the group fiddled with the communicator on his wrist and frowned. “Still no signal. Looks like we haven’t left the secret realm.”

“The coordinate positioning is still affected by spatial energy and hasn’t returned to normal yet.”

Xie Jun glanced away from the communicator and surveyed his surroundings, speaking calmly, “Let’s first do a brief exploration of the area.”

The other four nodded silently.

They had awakened in a dimly lit room, similar to a secret chamber.

Strange, incomprehensible runes and patterns were scattered across the floor beneath their feet.

The five of them documented the site and thoroughly inspected the entire room, abandoning any hopes of being “teleported” back.

They quickly formed a cautious formation and began to carefully explore outside the secret chamber.

Outside, the daylight was bright and more comfortable compared to their previous exploration of the secret realm.

The air held little trace of death energy.

Their expressions relaxed slightly, but before they could show more signs of relief, their bodies froze, and their faces stiffened as soon as they stepped out of the secret chamber.

They saw—

They were at the edge of a vast white square.

In front of them stood six massive black stone pillars.

The five outer pillars were slightly shorter, encircling and guarding the tallest pillar in the center.

Beneath the six pillars lay heaps of decaying corpses.

Layer upon layer, they covered the entire square, piled at least ten meters high above the ground.

Who knows how many souls have been buried here.

Atop each of the five outer pillars stood a black statue.

These statues did not resemble normal humans and bore some features of crows, appearing as grotesque human-crow hybrid monsters.

The statues on the pillars were all facing inward, making gestures of reverence.

The object of their worship was on the sixth stone pillar, surrounded by the other five—a massive, black, oval-shaped boulder standing silently.

Covering the surface of the boulder were mysterious and eerie patterns resembling crow eyes.

Above all of this, surrounding it—

There was a massive black light shield formed entirely of concentrated death energy.

The light shield had a crystalline appearance, giving an impression of being unbreakable.

“Beep beep—beep beep—”

“Positioning system restored, confirming current location…”

The communicators each of the five carried buzzed in their ears with notifications.

Xie Jun and the others slowly bowed their heads to check.

Their pupils quickly contracted.

One by one, their expressions turned grim.

On the Secret Realm Map before them, the cursor representing their current location was blinking in a small, glaringly bright red area at the very top of the map.

The atmosphere froze in silent tension, and the air seemed to solidify.

After a long silence, an awkward voice finally broke through.

“We are…in big trouble now…”

…

Lu Yuan gently flapped his seven-meter-long black wings, flying leisurely about fifty meters above the ground.

Behind him followed a drone carrying a large bag of supplies.

Lu Yuan held an energy bar, taking bites as he flew, recording the scenery below him.

The black unexplored areas on the Secret Realm Map were steadily shrinking.

No drone could traverse through the death energy black fog over such a long distance; Lu Yuan’s flight ability gave him a unique advantage.

He hadn’t engaged in combat for quite a while now, yet his current exploration progress was still increasing, reaching 19% so far.

Lu Yuan took the last bite of his energy bar, producing a crisp crunching sound.

He glanced at the fusion progress of the [Ancient Language Expert] and [Student] professional panels…30%.

“What will these two professions ultimately fuse into?”

Lu Yuan shook his hands, letting a stream of black death energy wash away the food residue between his fingers, thinking idly.

The flying speed of his death energy wings wasn’t particularly fast; Lu Yuan estimated it as roughly 150 kilometers per hour.

It was nowhere near his full running speed on land, and it couldn’t compare to a shuttle.

The main perks were that it was more effortless and convenient…and stylish.

The death energy consumed during flight was almost negligible. He could fly and stop as he pleased, satisfying Lu Yuan’s “Superman” fantasy.

With a slight thought, Lu Yuan summoned a large amount of death energy, condensing it into numerous black spears.

The spears had an ancient design, adorned with intricate, beautiful patterns, a perfect replica of Mosa’s silver spear.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—”

Dozens of black spears, under Lu Yuan’s control, shot downwards like raindrops, crashing into the ground and creating one crater after another.

Lu Yuan felt somewhat satisfied.

“Now, I’ve got aerial combat capabilities… If I activate my lv4 [Underworld Garment], I might convince people that I’m wearing the ‘Crow Deity’ exoskeleton armor…”

This exploration of the Wailing Ruins had fulfilled all the goals Lu Yuan had set for himself.

His profession, [Death Messenger (Extraordinary)], had leveled up significantly, and he had accumulated 2 attribute points and 3 skill points.

He casually opened his attribute panel and took a glance.

Seeing his strength points at 21 felt a bit low, so he allocated 2 attribute points to increase it.

[Strength Points: 22 (First Limit Break)]

“Crack, crack, crack—”

The moment he completed the allocation, Lu Yuan heard faint sounds like steel wires quickly tightening within his body.

His muscle fibers grew denser and thicker… This increase granted Lu Yuan a terrifying boxing power of nearly fifty tons without using any exertion techniques.

In his ultimate exertion state, this value could easily multiply by ten… provided his body could endure it.

In fact, rather than merely increasing raw strength, Lu Yuan improved his strength mainly to elevate the upper limit of his [Demon] form.

The power of the [Demon] form was entirely based on the four basic attributes, meaning any enhancement in those attributes could result in a qualitative leap in the [Demon] form’s strength.

“Compared to when I first entered the Perfect Form after the First Limit Break [Demon] state, my strength points are now up by 1, constitution points by 2, agility points by 2, and intelligence points by a full 3…”

A comprehensive boost in all attributes.

Honestly… even Lu Yuan looked forward to seeing just how powerful his [Demon] form would be now.

With 3 skill points remaining, Lu Yuan attempted to unlock the three skills to be unlocked in [Elephant Deity. Emissary Stance (Extraordinary)].

2 skill points disappeared, and one skill was successfully unlocked.

Lu Yuan stared at the newly unlocked skill for a while, contemplating whether to activate it to see its effect.

Just then, his expression changed slightly, as if he had sensed something. He suddenly looked up ahead.

—

A colossal black “egg shell” appeared in front of him.

Comparing it with the Secret Realm Map clearly showed that the area covered by this “egg shell” was the bright red restricted area marked on the map.

In other words, this was—

The Capital of the Ancient Brent Kingdom, the site of the final battle between the five Saints, the sovereign of Ancient Brent, and the underworld creature born from the heavenly meteorite.

The hiding place of the final truth of the Wailing Ruins.

“Plop—”

Lu Yuan retracted his wings, landing gently near the black egg shell.

The black egg shell was completely condensed from death energy, with such high purity that it even appeared as a solid crystal-like form.

It looked somewhat like the barriers described in novels.

“Clink, clink, clink—”

Lu Yuan lightly tapped the surface of the black egg shell with his fingers, producing a crisp sound like knocking on a glass window.

He spread out his mental power and directed an undead crow to search the edges of the black egg shell for any gaps or entrances.

He found none.

Lu Yuan stroked his smooth chin, staring at the black egg shell in front, lost in brief contemplation.

“No entrance, so how am I supposed to get inside?”

“I can’t just… break in, can I?!”

“That would be quite rude…”

…

“The spatial energy teleported us right into the ‘restricted area.’ Even Fei Xiong level beings have fallen here…”

Xie Jun and his team members all wore increasingly grim expressions.

An unexpected mutation had thrown them into the worst possible predicament.

“Although it’s a restricted area, there’s no immediate danger so far,” Xie Jun, as the team captain, was the first to regain composure and quickly made a decision.

“Find an exit, and then try to contact the organization for assistance.”

The various members, their expressions somber, nodded in agreement. They spread out cautiously, carefully exploring their surroundings in hopes of finding a way out of this area.

Xie Jun, meanwhile, took a silver metal disc from his inner pocket.

This device was one of the Research Group’s developments, related to spatial technology. However, what it could do was limited—it could only forcefully transmit part of a signal through spatial energy, unlike the previous experience where entire living beings were sent dozens or even hundreds of kilometers away.

Xie Jun looked at the silver metal disc in his hand, bit his lip, and ultimately inserted it into a slot on his communicator.

The metal disc began to emit a faint silver light. Shortly after, the seemingly dead signal quickly connected to the Yellow Bear organization’s network.

Xie Jun’s face lit up with joy as he swiftly sent out a distress signal. Just after sending it, and before he could glance at any other information, the silver metal disc dimmed, and the once-active communicator returned to a state of lifeless inactivity.

A hint of regret flickered in Xie Jun’s eyes, but knowing the distress signal was successfully sent, his taut nerves relaxed a bit.

“I’ve successfully…”

Xie Jun lifted his head, about to inform his team members of his success, but his words were suddenly cut off as his pupils contracted sharply.

“Crack—”

A clear, shattering noise resounded abruptly through the silent square, causing Xie Jun to freeze.

He saw with his own eyes.

In the center of the square littered with decayed corpses, a stone pillar closest to their group had its black Crowman statue on top.

The statue’s tightly shut eyes rolled.

And then…

Suddenly opened.

A pair of eerie, pitch-black eyes tinged with a hint of scarlet stared down at them with a menacing, deathly gaze.