Just as he thought of this, Cheng Xiaofan noticed a bird flying out from every oasis around them, leaving a long trail of light as it flew towards another oasis.
Streams of bright, beautiful light intertwined in the sky, forming a strange pattern.
After the birds disappeared into the oases, the pattern woven across the sky also vanished completely.
"So, this strange pattern hides a regional map?"
Although the pattern intertwined in the sky had disappeared, a clearer map was left in Cheng Xiaofan's sea of consciousness.
As he understood the map, he thought, "So, in each of these oases, a prehistoric exotic fruit from Earth grows."
"And beside each fruit, a spirit beast guards it!"
With this information, Cheng Xiaofan had a general understanding of the prehistoric oases of Earth.
"Mr. Cheng, what's wrong? This place feels strange, and I have no idea what's going on!" Zhou Zhizheng said, standing beside him.
Cheng Xiaofan saw that the special warriors also looked dazed by the scene before them.
The surroundings became eerily silent.
The air seemed to solidify, creating a heavy and suffocating feeling.
Even more frightening, everyone found themselves rooted to the spot as if immobilized, unable to move.
Even Cheng Xiaofan couldn't move his legs.
However!
Cheng Xiaofan remained remarkably calm.
"Everyone, don't panic!"
He said to Zhou Zhizheng and the others present, "This is a normal phenomenon when the prehistoric oases of Earth first appear. After all, different times and spaces are suddenly intersecting, so it's inevitable that some strange phenomena will occur."
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar suddenly came from all around.
Immediately, the oasis surrounding them, which looked like an exhibition ground, began to close in on the Gobi Desert at a visible speed, like a flood breaking through a dike.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The thunderous sounds from all directions were incessant.
In the blink of an eye!
The desert ground beneath their feet was completely covered by surging green grass.
Around them stood verdant, majestic mountain ranges, stretching for who knew how many hundreds of miles.
Spiritual energy was abundant like clouds, floating on the mountainsides, spiritual birds danced in the sky, and the roars of fierce beasts occasionally echoed from the mountains.
At this moment!
Cheng Xiaofan found himself standing on a small hillside.
He could feel his entire body greedily absorbing the spiritual energy around him.
The meridians in his body, nourished by the prehistoric spiritual energy of Earth, caused his blood to surge like rivers and seas, roaring.
This feeling was simply too wonderful!
He couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
The grass on the hillside was knee-deep. He didn't know what kind of grass it was, but its fragrance was intoxicating, attracting bees and butterflies to flit back and forth.
The bees and butterflies here were as large as washbasins.
The butterflies were incredibly beautiful. Cheng Xiaofan really wanted to catch one to make a specimen and hang it on his wall, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it.
As for the bees!
Cheng Xiaofan felt a shiver just looking at them.
Their bodies were covered in black markings, and their faces were ferocious.
He truly worried that if he were stung by their tails, he would fall unconscious from poisoning and wouldn't wake up for half a month.
"Mr. Cheng, where are you? Why can't I see you!" As Cheng Xiaofan was curiously observing everything around him, Zhou Zhizheng's anxious shouts came from nearby.
"Ah, where are you all?" Cheng Xiaofan was then greatly surprised.
Just a moment ago, Zhou Zhizheng and the special warriors were standing by his side, but now they had all disappeared.
What shocked Cheng Xiaofan even more was that Zhou Zhizheng's shouting was right beside him, yet he couldn't see the person.
It was as if Zhou Zhizheng and the special warriors were all being shielded around him.
He quickly shouted back, "Captain Zhou, I'm still standing in the original spot, I haven't moved. Where are you all?"
Zhou Zhizheng replied, "Mr. Cheng, we're also in the original spot, but we can't see you. What's going on!"
Cheng Xiaofan hurried towards where Zhou Zhizheng's voice came from, saying, "Captain Zhou, don't worry, everything will be fine. I'm heading your way!"
However, apart from a patch of blooming trees and shrubs, he couldn't find any trace of Zhou Zhizheng or his special warriors.
"That's not right, Mr. Cheng. Why does your voice sound like it's getting further away?" Zhou Zhizheng shouted.
Cheng Xiaofan also heard Zhou Zhizheng's voice getting farther away.
Strange!
What was happening?
"Captain Zhou, can you still hear my voice?" Cheng Xiaofan shouted.
Zhou Zhizheng responded, "I can hear your voice, it's just getting further away..."
Before he could finish, his voice disappeared into the distance.
Cheng Xiaofan became anxious!
He thought, Zhou Zhizheng and the special warriors.
Had they been swallowed by some prehistoric monster from Earth?
"Potian Ying, where are you?" Cheng Xiaofan suddenly remembered his divine eagle, thinking to use it to help find the whereabouts of Zhou Zhizheng and the others.
But after calling out several times through his spiritual sense, Cheng Xiaofan received no response from Potian Ying.
This is absurd!
Why was there no response even from Potian Ying?
What Cheng Xiaofan worried about most were Zhou Zhizheng and the special warriors.
What if they accidentally entered a certain area, picked some fruit, and were attacked by the guarding spirit beast? They might have lost their lives there.
The spirit beasts guarding the exotic fruits must not be simple; they wouldn't be something ordinary people could deal with.
"Fated one, do not worry!"
At this moment, an ancient voice suddenly came from behind Cheng Xiaofan, "Your friends will be fine."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan quickly turned around.
His eyes scanned the front, but he saw no one.
Cheng Xiaofan furrowed his brow and asked, "Who was just speaking to me?"
The ancient voice rang out again, "It was me. I'm right beside you. Can't you see me?"
Cheng Xiaofan immediately widened his eyes.
He scanned his surroundings with extreme caution but found no living being.
Damn it!
Ever since entering this sealed realm, his spiritual sense seemed to have gone awry.
If he encountered a major danger at this moment, wouldn't he become someone's easy prey, unable to strike back because he couldn't locate the enemy?
"Why aren't you speaking? Have you been scared into silence by my voice?" The ancient voice sounded again from near Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan's gaze finally landed on an old zelkova tree not far away.
He didn't know how many years that old zelkova tree had lived. It was so thick that it would take at least seven or eight people to embrace it.
The tree wasn't tall, at most fifteen or sixteen meters.
Looking at the treetop, it was clearly struck by lightning.
Traces of being burned by fire could also be seen from the treetop.
"Heh heh, so it was you speaking to me?" Cheng Xiaofan asked, staring at the old zelkova tree with a look of utter bewilderment.
The old zelkova tree chuckled and said, "Fated one, that's right. You finally have some eyesight to recognize me!"