"Senior, they've left."
The mouse breathed a sigh of relief, then waved its staff and returned to the ground with Qin Ze.
" Sand Race Civilization, Commander-in-Chief of the Temple Guard Army, Sha Zhenzhu."
The mouse carefully introduced itself to Qin Ze.
But this name... is really hard to swallow.
The Dharma King said on the Local Area Network: "How dare you! Do you think you can just call yourself Zhenzhu?"
The Magician sighed, "Innocence is the invincible path; what more can one borrow from a mother?"
A Bing, eager to intervene, said, "Quickly, ask him which father he was born to."
Unlike the Heavenly King, Qin Ze wasn't bored and spoke up, " Human Race, sword cultivator Lin Zhiyuan."
Upon hearing this, Zhenzhu the Rat glanced at Miss Sword Case behind Qin Ze.
Carrying such a large Sword Case, one must be an extremely powerful senior sword cultivator.
Qin Ze asked, "What was that butterfly just now? Was it from another race?"
Sha Zhenzhu replied, " The Chaos Beast is not a creature of the Abyss; it comes from beyond the heavens."
"I was ordered by the temple to capture him, but unfortunately I failed."
Are there beasts in the Chaos?
Qin Ze spent so much time in the Chaos last time and traveled so far, but apart from the sealed gods, he didn't see anything like a butterfly.
The mouse sighed, "Ever since the resurgence of the Strange God, these things have also emerged. If they aren't eliminated, they will inevitably affect the Abyss."
Qin Ze asked, "Are the Ancient Race also hunting Chaos Beast?"
Mouse nodded. "Yes, the temple ordered us to avoid their advance."
Recalling the God of Machinery power that the mouse had just displayed, Qin Ze probed indirectly, "Does your race have gods?"
When the gods were mentioned, the mouse immediately puffed out its chest with pride.
"That's natural."
" The Sand Race has worshipped the Sand God for generations, and it is the Sand God who has protected the Sand Race through countless difficulties."
Sand God?
Emerging from some obscure corner, it possesses the same authority as the God of Machinery.
The clones listened with great interest.
"I think this God of Machinery is even more benevolent than the Jiuyou, spreading authority everywhere."
" The Sand God must be a thief, stealing power from the God of Machinery, which fits my stereotype of rats."
"Even the Yellow Wind King is a rat. If he knew about your stereotype, he'd kill you with a fork."
"All we see is New Land beckoning us!"
"Let's go and meet this Sand God."
"..."
Qin Ze was filled with questions at this moment.
Some are about the Chaos Beast, but most are about this Sand God.
"Commander-in-Chief."
In the distance, several rats dressed similarly ran over, carrying two wounded individuals. Their strength ranged from level seven to Level Eight.
"I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, we failed to complete the interception mission. Please punish us."
The lead mouse knelt on one knee in front of the Sha Zhenzhu.
Sha Zhenzhu patted him on the shoulder. "Get up, it's not your fault. The array's power wasn't enough, and it broke free."
"This matter needs to be discussed thoroughly with the elders at the temple."
The new mice all secretly observed Qin Ze, this hairless fellow, with curiosity.
Sha Zhenzhu introduced the rats, "This is a senior Human Race, the sword cultivator Lin Zhiyuan."
Qin Ze exerted too much pressure on him.
The mere casual strike that shattered the sword energy possessed the power of a temple elder.
Hello, senior.
The mice stood in a neat row and bowed to Qin Ze.
Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh, "What wonderful children! What a civilized and polite race!"
Hello to you all.
Qin Ze couldn't help but want to take out his pocket and give them a small gift.
The Dharma King shouted, "Wake up immediately!"
Qin Ze suddenly came to his senses.
Good grief, he put his hand in my pocket.
Seeing Qin Ze's expression suddenly turn gloomy, Sha Zhenzhu seemed to realize something and quickly explained:
" The Sand Race has an innate talent: it makes people feel weak, evokes sympathy, and makes them more accepting of us. This is a passive talent, and the more members of the clan there are, the stronger the effect."
Qin Ze smirked. What's the difference between this and a succubus?
Sha Zhenzhu sincerely apologized. "I'm very sorry if this has affected you, senior."
This was the first time Qin Ze had ever seen a racially collective innate ability; the Sand Race was quite extraordinary.
Qin Ze asked, "How did you track down this Chaos Beast?"
The fact that the formation was set up in advance indicates that the mice knew the butterflies would take this route.
One person set up a formation, while the rest went to intercept the Ancient Race.
Sha Zhenzhu replied, "Everything was provided by the temple elders; we were merely following orders, and our understanding of the Chaos Beast is very limited."
"If you are interested in this, senior, you can come back to the temple with us and ask the elders."
They've already sent out invitations?
Qin Ze was somewhat surprised; the mice were far too hospitable.
In the Abyss, when strange alien races meet, they will all actively conceal their world coordinates to avoid attracting "deathly danger."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Aren't you afraid of inviting trouble?"
Sha Zhenzhu smiled and said, "Senior is indeed exceptionally powerful, but my clan is protected by the Sand God, so we naturally have no worries about Senior causing widespread destruction. Besides, Senior is not that kind of person."
Zhenzhu has a rather pleasant voice.
Qin Ze said, "Then lead the way. I'm going to pay a visit to your temple elders."
The Sha Zhenzhu attracted nearby mice, who then waved their staffs.
"Senior, please do not resist. We shall set off now."
As soon as they finished speaking, the group sank into the ground and traveled swiftly through the depths of the earth, their speed comparable to Void Traversal.
The things the mice kept showing surprised Qin Ze even more.
These are the foundation of a civilization.
A glimpse into the whole reveals the true nature of the leopard; the rats have a very good foundation in civilization.
"Senior, we've arrived."
After traveling underground for some time, the group returned to the surface.
With a wave of her hand, Sha Zhenzhu revealed a hidden Gate of the Abyss.
The Abyss Gate was not sturdy; it looked as if it had been temporarily carved out.
Qin Ze muttered to himself, "A civilization without Abyss Outpost City seems to be able to connect with the Abyss at any time."
If you want to Abyss, open the door.
If you don't want to go, just close the door; even the strange beasts can't get in.
Qin Ze: "A completely enclosed world is like a world where the Sword Bearer suppresses monstrous beasts."
Led by Sha Zhenzhu, the group entered the Abyss Gate, which then disappeared once more.
Qin Ze passed through the Abyss gate, and what came into view was an endless desert.
A gentle breeze swept across the sky, and yellow sand filled the air.
The air was scorching hot, as if we were standing in a fiery mountain.
Beside the portal, a rat sat on the ground. It opened its eyes, glanced at Qin Ze, and then looked away.
I will neither look nor speak.
Sha Zhenzhu, standing to the side, said, "This is an elder of the temple, responsible for guarding the Abyss Gate."
Judging from the other party's aura, Qin Ze determined that Rat Rat was at the Peak of Level Nine cultivation, nothing special.
Sha Zhenzhu led the way, and the group ventured deep into the heart of the desert.
"A thousand years ago, the world of the Sand Race was a vast ocean, said to be teeming with all kinds of fish and Zhenzhu."
When the sea was mentioned, Sha Zhenzhu's eyes lit up.
People are always filled with longing for things they have never seen or experienced.
Qin Ze now understood where his name came from.
Sha Zhenzhu sighed, her voice filled with desolation. "The world has changed so much, now only yellow sand remains."