Let's start by analyzing the sun

In fact.

The culprit behind the white porpoise tribe turning into stone sculptures was naturally Cheng Han.

The so-called "God Domain" is precisely a special area formed by the interaction of the world's laws after the condensation of divine essence.

Within the scope of the God Domain, everything is subject to Cheng Han's dominance.

In addition.

Controlling divine essence is the final step before condensing a divine seal.

In other words.

Cheng Han is only one step away from ascending to the divine throne.

Having reached this step.

As long as he captures another wisp of mysterious opportunity, he can evolve his own power into a Grand Dao Seal and become a supreme god.

For the vast majority of gods.

Capturing this wisp of opportunity is an extremely laborious task, and it is not unusual for it to be delayed for more than ten years, or even hundreds of years.

For Cheng Han.

This is too easy!

What he worries about is not that he can't capture the opportunity, but that there are too many opportunities, and he really doesn't know which one to choose.

He had been in seclusion, fully comprehending the Eternal Divine Rune, and obtained too much profound knowledge, which led to this embarrassing phenomenon.

At this time.

Cheng Han remotely focused on the stone sculpture sinking into the sea, and keenly noticed some abnormalities in this world.

"The various tribes of the white porpoise race seem to be starting to migrate on a large scale to avoid the impending danger."

"The patriarch has repeatedly listened to the 'Song of the Ocean', foreseeing the impending danger, and made this decision."

"Judging from the existing information, the so-called 'Song of the Ocean' is likely to be the prototype of the world's consciousness, that is, a pan-consciousness."

"Tsk tsk! I didn't expect to encounter another pan-consciousness in the Southern Rain Realm."

"This guy is hiding really secretly. I've been in seclusion in this realm for half a year, and I didn't notice it at all."

Although he encountered another rare pan-consciousness, and the other party seemed to possess some rather magical abilities, Cheng Han had no intention of contacting it.

His main goal now is to condense the divine seal, so naturally he has no intention to do anything else.

Cheng Han thought of another thing, and his expression became a little strange.

"Right."

"The Song of the Ocean suddenly issued a warning to the white porpoise tribe. Could it be related to the ongoing war between the myriad races?"

"It seems there is a real possibility!"

"I remember the geographical location of the Southern Rain Realm, which is just sandwiched between two large races."

"The eastern part of the Southern Rain Realm seems to be the 'Rage Hoof Tribe' that fought side by side in the Heavenly God Star Sea."

When Cheng Han thought of the "Rage Hoof Tribe", the image of "minotaur warriors" immediately appeared in his mind.

In the past tens of thousands of years.

The Rage Hoof Tribe has always been one of the closest allies of the Myriad Hao Tribe.

The two sides have maintained a consistent pace in many affairs.

"The western part of the Southern Rain Realm is exactly the 'Shining Star Tribe'. It seems that these two races have never gotten along very well."

"A few days ago, I received news that one of our clan's Divine Emperor Majesty seems to have had a fight with the Supreme God of the Shining Star Tribe."

"The Shining Star Tribe is probably like the Lion Mane Tribe and the Red Eye Tribe, actively joining the 'Calamity' camp."

"In this way, a racial war is about to break out between the Rage Hoof Tribe and the Shining Star Tribe."

"The Southern Rain Realm is located in the middle, and has abundant freshwater resources and a decent climate, making it the best forward base."

"From a strategic point of view, the Rage Hoof Tribe and the Shining Star Tribe are likely to fight over control of this small world around the Southern Rain Realm."

Cheng Han only deduced it in his heart, and guessed the matter almost completely, piecing together the complete story.

He couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and muttered, "No wonder the Song of the Ocean issued a warning. The white porpoise tribe is also out of luck, suffering an unprovoked disaster."

It is conceivable.

Once the war officially breaks out, the gods of the two races will definitely enter this realm.

At that time.

As long as the grand divine war breaks out, the white porpoise tribe will definitely be affected.

Originally, they didn't have many clansmen, and who knows how many clansmen would die as a result.

On the other hand.

The white porpoise tribe is the only intelligent race in this realm, and constitutes the main body of the pan-consciousness.

If countless white porpoise tribesmen die, the pan-consciousness will inevitably be severely weakened.

It is precisely because of this that the Song of the Ocean hurriedly issued a warning, notifying the various tribes to quickly avoid the disaster.

The above speculation.

Is seamless, and the logic is very rigorous.

Cheng Han can already be sure that this must be the case.

He couldn't help but sigh softly: "I originally thought the Southern Rain Realm was quiet, so I chose this place as a place for seclusion."

"Who knew that the war between the myriad races would break out, and even this place would be affected by the flames of war."

Cheng Han sighed for a while, then restrained his scattered thoughts and plunged into a new round of deduction.

*

After a few days.

The God Domain expanded a little more.

The island where Cheng Han was in seclusion, which he named "God Gate Island", was affected by the chain reaction of the God Domain, and the coastline grew by nearly a kilometer.

The meaning of this name is naturally to commemorate "breaking through the God Gate".

By the way.

This kind of "growth" itself is actually a manifestation of the law, and also represents the degree of understanding of the law.

And growing a kilometer in just a few days is a rather astonishing rate of growth.

If a god of the subordinate god level learned of this data, they would definitely be extremely surprised.

At this time.

The petrified white porpoise tribe, also called "Blue Spot", suddenly moved.

"Crack! Crack!"

Accompanied by many light sounds.

Many cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the stone sculpture, and they were still increasing rapidly.

A few seconds later.

Chunks of gray stone flakes fell off.

Blue Spot's body was revealed from it.

This guy didn't die.

He was just punished a little and trapped by the stone spirit law.

Of course.

Cheng Han also took the opportunity to do a small experiment on it.

In the petrified state, its body passively entered a state of deep sleep, and the rate of life metabolism was also reduced to the lowest level.

Under normal circumstances.

Blue Spot's lifespan can be extended by more than fifteen times, until its vitality is exhausted before it truly dies.

Cheng Han called this little trick - the Stone Spirit Longevity Method.

This secret technique can be used to help seriously injured people.

The power of the stone spirit system can not only deprive life, like the grayish-white plague, but also save life, like the Stone Spirit Longevity Method.

Cheng Han can do this, jumping back and forth between life and death, representing that his control over the law has reached a rather high level.

Soon.

Blue Spot woke up.

Its physical condition did not show any signs of weakness, but instead looked exceptionally energetic.

Blue Spot turned its head to look around, its eyes full of confusion.

It was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered the previous series of events, and its pupils were instantly filled with fear.

Blue Spot screamed in horror a few times, and swam away at the fastest speed in its life, trying to escape this terrible island.

Not long after.

This guy swam dozens of kilometers away.

It glanced back, and a frightened heart finally calmed down a little.

Blue Spot was about to use the underwater sound transmission secret technique to contact its clan when it suddenly noticed something.

That is - its water-based power seems to have improved a bit compared to before.

Blue Spot sensed it hesitantly for a moment, and raised its hand to cast a water gun technique.

"Bang!"

Only a muffled sound was heard.

A water gun instantly formed and quickly swept towards dozens of meters away.

Blue Spot looked at its right hand in disbelief, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

The speed at which it cast the water gun technique was obviously much faster, and even the power of the secret technique was significantly improved.

Obviously.

This must be related to the previous encounter.

Because extraordinary power cannot be improved for no reason.

Blue Spot came back to its senses, and looked back at the direction of the island again, suddenly feeling that it was shrouded in a thick fog.

But it didn't have the guts to go back at all.

Blue Spot calmed down and cast an underwater communication technique.

"Chirp～"

Accompanied by a wave, the subtle cry quickly spread to dozens of kilometers away.

This is the white porpoise tribe's talent secret technique.

However.

There was no response.

Blue Spot was a little disappointed, but also felt that this was reasonable.

After all, that island was so terrible, and if it were the tribe chief, it would also lead the tribe to migrate to other places as soon as possible.

Blue Spot quickly surfaced, looking at the turbulent ocean, its heart filled with a sense of "being abandoned".

"Huff!"

It took a deep breath, its chest bulging, and then shrank back into the water and swam far away.

*

The tide rolls.

Endless.

Three months passed quickly.

This day.

"Splash～"

Water splashed.

Blue Spot's head popped out of the water again.

Now its appearance is very different compared to two months ago.

At that time, it was clean all over, and its neck and wrists were still hanging with exquisite shell ornaments.

Now one of its eyes has disappeared, leaving only a dark eye socket.

There is an unhealed scar on its forehead, still slightly seeping pale blue blood, as if it had just experienced a fierce battle.

Its chest, back, hands and feet have at least a dozen large and small scars.

It can be seen that.

Blue Spot must have experienced many battles during this time, and would have left such a scarred body.

This also shows that this guy must be an excellent warrior, otherwise it would not have survived so many battles.

"Splash～"

"Splash～"

More waves surged in the rear.

Dozens of white porpoise tribesmen appeared.

Their expressions looked a little nervous, and also mixed with a trace of expectation.

Blue Spot turned its head to look at a group of its fellow tribesmen, and said with a serious face: "No matter what happens next, everyone is not allowed to have any hostile actions, understand?"

"Chirp!"

The white porpoises responded one after another.

Blue Spot reached out and pointed forward, and added in a stern tone: "That mysterious island is very likely to be the only place that can save our tribe."

"We must get there, otherwise the entire 'White Wave Tribe' will soon disappear, and our families will eternally return to the depths of the sea abyss."

Strangely, this guy said "mysterious island".

But the direction it pointed was empty, with only the never-ending waves.

"Chirp!"

The tribesmen responded again.

Their faces were full of determination.

Blue Spot turned its body, slowly sank into the water, and swam forward without hesitation.

A group of tribesmen immediately followed closely.

After swimming for hundreds of kilometers.

Including Blue Spot, the white porpoises all felt a strange sense of crisis.

As if as long as they continued to move forward, they would encounter great danger.

A group of white porpoises stopped at the same time, all with fearful expressions.

Blue Spot turned its head and roared: "Don't stop, keep going!"

It took the lead, bearing the pressure of death, and swam forward with all its might.

When the other white porpoises saw this scene, they also gritted their teeth and followed.

However.

As time went by, the sense of oppression of death became stronger and stronger.

Two minutes later.

A relatively young white porpoise couldn't bear the terrifying pressure, suddenly cried out "Chirp" and turned around to desperately flee to the rear.

At the same time.

Blue Spot quickly turned around.

Looking at the back of the fleeing tribesman, a trace of murderous intent flashed in its one eye, and it waved its right hand forcefully.

"Bang!"

Only a muffled sound was heard.

A water gun quickly swept forward and accurately hit the back of the tribesman.

"Puff!"

The body of the white porpoise was penetrated.

Subsequently.

The water gun exploded.

The corpse was immediately torn apart.

A large amount of pale blue blood quickly spread out.

Blue Spot spoke a sentence in a timely manner, with a bone-chilling meaning: "Deserters die!"

A group of white porpoises immediately fell silent.

Blue Spot added: "Before we set off, in front of all the tribesmen, under the witness of the Song of the Ocean, we vowed to save our tribe."

It paused deliberately, and slowly said: "Everything we are experiencing now is the test of the Song of the Ocean and the tribal ancestors for us."

The effect of this chicken blood was quite good.

The expressions of a group of white porpoise tribesmen were obviously much more excited, and their fearful emotions were also reduced.

Blue Spot roared again: "Go!"

In fact.

What this guy said just now was completely coaxing and deceiving.

Even this operation is an out-and-out gamble.

Because the White Wave Tribe has reached the critical juncture of life and death.

If there is no external help, all the tribesmen will die.

Blue Spot has grown into the military leader of the tribe, and the only way it can think of is to go to the island that gave it mysterious power and seek a way to save the tribe.

The next part of the journey.

Blue Spot brazenly killed two tribesmen, and successfully led the tribesmen through this journey through this method of death threat.

Then again

All the white porpoise tribesmen vaguely felt that they had passed through an invisible barrier.

They only felt a blur in front of them, and the scene in front of them had undergone earth-shaking changes.

On the sea surface where the waves were surging, an island appeared out of thin air.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

The group of white pigs were all dumbfounded and cried out in alarm.

Blue Spot only glanced at it before being immediately stunned.

It remembered that when it recovered from its stone statue state and escaped from this place, the mysterious island wasn't very large, and its surface was barren.

However.

The scene it saw now was completely different.

This was actually a very large island, with an area estimated to be no less than five thousand square kilometers.

Five peaks towered on the island, each with a height of no less than one thousand meters.

The island's surface was covered in lush greenery, with various exotic flowers and herbs, looking vibrant and full of life.

If Blue Spot hadn't confirmed that it hadn't mistaken the place through its racial talent, it would hardly have believed that this was the mysterious island.