Atlas of Heaven and Earth-Chapter 335: Hatching

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and a thunderstorm suddenly arrived, but after only ten minutes or so, it seemed that the hastily gathered rainwater had been completely poured out. The streets and surrounding residential buildings returned to brightness, leaving only the wet ground and slightly humid air.

The little boy hid under the stairs, craning his neck to look at the rooftop. When it rained just now, there was thunder, and he vaguely heard intense fighting on another rooftop. However, due to the heavy rain and the distance, he couldn't see anything clearly.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly loomed over him.

The little boy was nervous at first, then relieved, and said, "Sir." But after he saw clearly, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

Wei Wusheng's chest had a large hole, and flesh and bones seemed to have been torn off, revealing his beating heart. His hammer was in his hand, and around his waist were two hideous heads with wide-open eyes, tied together by their hair into a string.

The little boy couldn't help swallowing.

At this moment, Wei Wusheng suddenly threw something over. He quickly caught it and found it was a Boundary Token, but its shape was much more advanced than his second-hand one.

"Wear it and come over for a photo."

Wei Wusheng threw down a sentence and walked outside.

The little boy said "Okay" and put on the Boundary Token as he walked. Only then did he realize that Wei Wusheng had more than a dozen sharp weapon wounds on his back, with flesh turned outwards, which was very terrifying. However, he didn't seem to be influenced by his injuries at all, and his steps were as steady as usual. In a moment, he had walked a distance.

Also, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Wei Wusheng's body seemed to be taller than before. After adjusting the Boundary Token, he ran after him.

Mysterious Palace Tower dormitory, Chen Chuan finished today's training and was about to rest when a message suddenly came from Tan Zhi. He didn't think much about it. Recently, Tan Zhi had been watching Arena tournaments and often sent some live scenes and event-related things, so he casually opened it.

But this time it was different. Only a very clear photo was sent.

A tall and strong man stood with his back to the camera, occupying most of the frame. He held a very conspicuous hammer in his hand, which seemed to have blood stains on it, and at his feet lay two headless corpses.

At the top of the photo were two heads hanging together, their eyes white and lifeless, the severed wounds dragging down blood vessels, tendons, and strands of mutated tissue.

The picture was very impactful.

Chen Chuan stared at the back. Is this... Wei Wusheng?

He looked at the two heads. Although their faces were a little distorted, he could vaguely recognize the similarities in their human-like appearances, and he had seen photos of these two on the bounty platform recently. These should be the heads of the Pei brothers.

He had read the introduction. The two were cousins with rich experience, and they had a tacit cooperation that was not comparable to ordinary solo martial artists. They received high evaluations in discussion posts, and many people thought they were the most likely to take down Wei Wusheng.

But now it seemed that the result was the opposite.

He carefully looked at the photo. He could see a lot of information in it. Judging from the neck injuries of the two brothers, they should have been broken alive and then torn off.

Also, comparing the surrounding objects, he felt that Wei Wusheng's body seemed to be taller than before, but because this was a photo, he couldn't be sure.

Could this be the reward of the "thoughts" that Wei Wusheng mentioned?

While he was thinking, he heard a slight noise in the room. He turned his head and saw the egg in the incubation box shaking.

A part of the eggshell split open, and a gap appeared. A piece of it was slowly pushed out, revealing something inside. Then there was the sound of knocking and struggling, and the degree of cracking gradually increased.

After seeing this, Chen Chuan stood up from the sofa and walked to the incubation box. As most of the egg broke open, a small thing poked its head out from inside, shook off the fragments on its body, looked at him with big eyes, and made a tender "chirp" sound towards him.

He looked at this little thing. He originally thought it would be a snake, but now it looked more like a combination of a lizard and a bird. It had feathers on its body, claws on its forelimbs, but with two membranous wings and the distribution of bird feathers. It looked like it had different colors, but it was wet at the moment.

This little thing called out to him again. He reached out his finger to tease it, and the little thing climbed up his finger and came to the back of his hand.

Chen Chuan could feel the heartbeat and warmth from the little thing's body. After thinking for a while, he reached out and took out the nutrient solution that Secret Serpent Cult sent with the incubation box. It was said that anything from Secret Serpent Cult could take it. He took a disposable paper plate and poured a little in it.

After seeing this, the little thing immediately climbed down from his hand and went up to lick it happily. After eating enough, it seemed to feel tired, so it returned to the incubation box, lying there with its eyes closed and motionless.

Chen Chuan recorded it with the Boundary Token and sent it to Zou Handan, asking what kind of species this little thing was.

After a while, Zou Handan's reply arrived. He said, "Mr. Chen, we named this thing "Niaoxi'. We originally wanted to cultivate it into a combat species, but we failed.

Due to some unknown mutations and a large number of degradations, this project has been terminated, and most of the eggs have been disposed of.

This one may have been mixed into the gifts because of this. This kind of creature currently only has ornamental value and will not pose any threat. If you don't like it, you can return it to us, and we will recycle it and exchange it for another gift for you."

Chen Chuan knew what the so-called recycling meant, so he said, "There's no need to recycle it. How should I raise this thing?"

Zou Handan's voice was apologetic, "Because this is our work error, we will send Mr. Chen some tools and detailed instructions later."

Chen Chuan said, "Okay, thank you."

After ending the call, he glanced at the little thing again. Seeing that it was sleeping very soundly and the temperature of the incubation box seemed to make it very comfortable, he didn't care too much.

He looked at the platform again and found that in just a little while, Wei Wusheng's photo had spread all over the place. The comment section below seemed to be detonated, and people participating in the discussion were constantly joining in, reaching the top in a short period of time.

The Pei brothers were very famous after all, but to die in Wei Wusheng's hands, and to die so miserably, was indeed unexpected. Some people analyzed the deaths of the two and some of the injuries exposed on Wei Wusheng's body, trying to restore the cause of death of the two and the process of the battle.

Chen Chuan selected some to read and found that some were informative, and there were many details that he hadn't noticed. However, more of them were just discussing the subsequent influence and the odds of other bounty hunters facing Wei Wusheng.

Originally, they were unanimously optimistic about these bounty hunters, but now they were a little uncertain. Some people even thought that these bounty hunters were just living up to their names and only dealt with enemies who were not very powerful in the past, and they were exposed when they encountered real tough guys this time.

But this remark aroused opposition from some people, coupled with the supporters of some bounty hunters, and they immediately started arguing about this topic.

However, the discussion boom on the platform seemed to have attracted the attention of the person involved. The bounty hunter named "Han Laoma" stood up very high-profile and said that he would kill Wei Wusheng himself and post the photos at that time.

His appearance immediately caused another uproar below, and some people wanted to invite other bounty merchants to speak out, but these bounty hunters didn't seem to be as flamboyant as Han Laoma. No matter how the platform invited them to speak, none of them came forward.

After reading it, Chen Chuan withdrew from the platform. It seemed that Wei Wusheng's strength was becoming more and more powerful, but he was not influenced by these things and still maintained his training rhythm.

More than ten days passed in a flash. During this period, he went to Riftwave Valley again and underwent a snake molting service. This should be the last time before achieving the Third Limit, so this time he used the excuse of going home for vacation and did not continue to order the service.

This reason was very suitable, and no one would think too much about it. In fact, continuous purchases of services were rare, because physical recovery was faster, but some psychological influences were difficult to overcome.

The time came to late July.

Chen Chuan walked out of the private training room after sparring with Hong Fu this day. Because he consumed a lot of energy, he was a little thirsty and planned to pour a glass of water to drink, so he slightly quickened his pace.

As soon as this thought came up and his footsteps accelerated, his figure seemed to sway slightly, and he came from the training room to the other end of the living room, and the hand that picked up the cup couldn't help but pause slightly.

All of this was natural and there was nothing abnormal, but he suddenly realized that he had inadvertently demonstrated the ability that almost only Third-Limit Martial Artists possessed.

But the problem was that he had kept his body in a low state after sparring with Hong Fu, and even now he was maintaining it like this. But in this situation, he still exerted this extremely fast speed.

He picked up the cup and slowly took a sip of water. This undoubtedly showed that he had gradually approached the boundary, and was even about to cross the threshold.

But he didn't seem to feel it much. This may be because no matter how much he improved, Hong Fu's strength could also increase accordingly. Although he could allow Hong Fu to maintain a fixed state during sparring, he canceled this restriction in order to oppress himself, which led to his insensitivity to his own progress.

After putting down the cup, he relaxed his breathing and examined himself with his eyes closed. With the cooperation of the Breathing Technique, he clearly knew the condition of every part of his body.

He could clearly feel that his judgment just now was not wrong. It seemed that as long as he took another step forward, he could completely cross it.

However, at this time, he had a feeling in his heart that something was wrong.

He didn't rush to make a decision, but thought about it, and instead put on the Boundary Token. After a while, it was connected, and he said, "Uncle Ding, is Senior Brother Cao there? I have some questions I would like to ask him."