Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

Yan Song put his right hand on his waist, and turned his head at the same speed and amplitude as Pei Zhilang, who was also holding the Tutu Poké Ball tightly, and watched the young man's figure gradually disappear into the distance.

The Red Lotus Patriarch followed closely behind.

But when it passed by Second Uncle, it whispered a few words in his ear, and then passed by Yan Song and the other man.

I guess the order was to tell Second Uncle not to continue following, and to be directly responsible for arranging accommodation for Yan Song and the others, as well as the decision to treat the Honglian guards.

Second Uncle nodded heavily, stared at Windy Dog with a fierce look, and signaled it to leave the cave.

Arcanine remained calm and just waited for his trainer's orders.

now.

Even though the young man had disappeared around a corner, Yan Song did not retract his gaze and still looked in that direction.

He just tapped his belt repeatedly with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something.

The same is true for Pei Zhilang.

But after a brief moment of confusion, he quickly thought of something and a look of sudden enlightenment flashed across his face.

Then he turned around and pressed Yan Song's arm.

"A family full of loyal heroes."

Pei Zhilang spoke with great conviction and seriousness:

"It can be seen that the Tan Clan is loyal and brave. I think Yang Xiao will be safe too."

Yan Song glanced at him dimly.

I'm not blind.

I saw that in the hands of the Red Lotus tribe leader, he was holding the incomplete purple armor that shouldn't be here.

Although I don't know what its function is, but if you have this reaction, it only means that the effect of the incomplete purple armor is probably crucial to Yang Xiao.

Looking at Yan Song's gloomy eyes, Pei Zhilang briefly looked away, lowered his head and coughed lightly twice.

broken.

This Pavilion Master Yan is not a fool, and it is difficult to deceive him.

"never mind."

Yan Song pondered for a moment and chuckled.

Even if he wanted to go with them, it might not be that easy.

now.

Just in front of the cave, there were nearly ten Red Lotus Armored Riders on patrol, standing in an open space a few meters away from them.

Simultaneously.

There were also a few Daruma baboons riding on the backs of the Melting Ant Beasts, heading towards them with high fighting spirit.

As long as we make sure Yang Xiao is okay, there is no need to get into a fight.

Think of this.

Yan Song lowered his head, looked at the monitoring ring, and quickly and skillfully operated the buttons on it.

soon.

A loading bar appeared on the slender screen, which was constantly loading.

He was downloading the videos from Yang Xiao's surveillance ring, which would automatically transmit short footage when damaged, onto his own ring.

"Master Yan."

As someone who had been in and out of the secret realm before, Pei Zhilang could naturally see what Yan Song was doing: "This..."

"It's my duty, not my wish."

Yan Song raised his head and smiled at Pei Zhilang:

"The monitoring ring is broken. As soon as we leave the secret realm, the main terminal of the headquarters will immediately receive a message prompt. If we want to leave no photos, all the rings must be damaged..."

"…But this is impossible."

There was a pause.

Yan Song added: "I wouldn't really do that."

Hear the words.

Pei Zhilang scratched his head, having nothing to say, so he could only sigh.

That's true.

Even if Yan Song was optimistic about Yang Xiao, he wouldn't involve himself in it for no reason. Being able to say it without hesitation was already a great honor for him.

That's the case.

We can only hope that Yang Xiao’s surveillance ring didn’t capture any useful images before it broke.

"Let's go."

After silently swearing for his best friend in his heart, Pei Zhilang put the Poké Ball back into his belt, looked at Uncle Honglian and asked:

"Where should we go now?"

"Crack."

Here.

Uncle Honglian looked around and finally stopped at an open space within a hundred meters in front of the cave.

"I'll sleep on the floor tonight."

Pei Zhilang gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed: "It's not impossible, it's just a little reluctant..."

Uncle Honglian glanced at Pei Zhilang.

"Crack."

A towering building rises from the ground, and you can only rely on yourself to achieve glory.

The Tan clan’s infrastructure troops, Frozen Hands!

...

The only entrance to the sacred mountain is actually not as it appears in sight, as if you only need to go around the cave to enter.

Actually.

Its official entrance is located on the right side of the Tan Clan, behind several simple black stone houses.

After passing these houses, a simple and unprotected path with only winding stone steps appeared in front of Yang Xiao.

This is the wisdom of our ancestors.

Chief Honglian seemed a little proud: [In the stone painting on the inscription, there is a scene of the ancestor obeying orders and having people dig a road]

After listening to it, Tan Xiaoshi suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao.

Ok?

By the time Yang Xiao noticed and looked back, Tan Xiaoshi had already naturally looked away.

Wow!

Obviously, this mountain road has not been cleaned up at all. In terms of the difficulty of moving, it is not an exaggeration to call it a "pier".

A few pieces of gravel under his feet were squeezed down the stone steps, and Yang Xiao stuck close to the mountain.

While enduring the scorching heat of the mountain, he tightly clenched the Poké Ball of Martial Bear Master.

At this height now, if he misses a step, Yang Xiao can basically consider the play over.

The Red Lotus tribe leader in front was walking briskly.

It took only a few steps to step onto the solid ground at the end, then turned its head and stared at Yang Xiao as it moved forward bit by bit.

In its arms, Tan Xiaoshi was looking up and saying something to it, as if asking it to go over and take over Yang Xiao.

But Chief Honglian did not move at all, just stood there silently watching the young man walking with difficulty on the mountain road.

Count your breaths.

The Red Lotus clan leader suddenly whispered, "Crackle."

[His instinctive fear of the cliffs was gradually disappearing; instead, confidence gradually filled his heart]

It stared at the boy, its eyes as sharp as fire.

[No need for my help]

After watching for a few more seconds, the Red Lotus Clan leader suddenly turned around and put the charcoal servant in his arms on the ground:

[He values ​​his own life, and takes every step very firmly, but it just looks like he is walking on thin ice...child]

After speaking to the charcoal servant, it suddenly raised its hand and pointed straight ahead.

The former also looked in the direction of his sight, and then his eyes gradually widened.

[There is the sacred mountain]

At the end of your sight is another world.

A majestic and blazing mountain that stands tall and straight into the sky.

But to get there, you must first cross a long and narrow stone bridge in front of you.

It hangs in the air, with waterfalls of reddish-orange lava tumbling on both sides.

And below the stone bridge is a pool of magma.

"call."

It was unknown how long he walked before Yang Xiao finally stepped firmly on the ground.

His knees instinctively weakened, but he immediately forced himself to stand again and looked at the new scene before him.

[Reshape your armor right here and try to evolve. Your father will be with you.]

The Red Lotus Clan leader gently touched the tan servant's head.

[The Red Lotus Trial begins the moment you step onto this stone bridge, but it lacks some prerequisites, so it won't be triggered.]

[However, even if we don’t conduct the Red Lotus Trial, this is still the eternal heritage of our clan.]

The Red Lotus clan leader's eyes became softer.

[You have to come here to take a look eventually. Don’t worry, the ancestors of those tribes will protect you.]

Tan Xiaoshi nodded heavily.

"Little charcoal."

Yang Xiao did not interrupt, but raised his hand and made a tilting motion, prompting the charcoal servant to drip the lamp oil on the armor.

Tan Xiaoshi nodded again, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

The Shadow Lantern tilted slightly, and the Cursed Armor fell to the ground.

The dark lamp oil slowly fell on the former like a thin line and gradually overflowed onto the ground.

Take a breath.

The patriarch tensed up, ready to strike.

Two breaths.

The patriarch was puzzled.

Three breaths.

The patriarch's tense body relaxed slightly, and Yang Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

The black lamp oil expanded violently in an instant.

Boom!

Like the trivial gossips of thousands of families under the moon, endless, making people dizzy.