Her guess was indeed correct. People from the ancient tribe had known about the existence of this place for a long time, but they were unable to enter due to some force blocking it.

But even if they can't get in from above, they can kill directly from the direction of the Snake Cave. Not to mention this cave, even if they level the entire Snake Island, it doesn't seem to be a difficult task for them.

But why didn't they do this?

The old man's expression suddenly became a little older, his body swayed, and he murmured.

"I remember... my great-grandfather once told such a story. He said... There was a hungry man who suddenly saw a cooked roast chicken in front of him, but on one side of the roast chicken, there was

A tiger, nothing on the right side."

He looked at Feng Qingcheng with burning eyes: "Tell me, from which direction will this person get the roast chicken?"

Feng Qingcheng was speechless. If the answer was the empty right side, then the story would be meaningless.

"But this hungry man would rather fight to the death against the tiger and want to kill it to get the roast chicken to satisfy his hunger, but he has no intention of getting the roast chicken from the right side. Why?"

Sure enough, the old man's voice was a little mysterious.

Feng Qingcheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she muttered: "Because there is something on the right that can kill him..."

A flash of approval flashed in the old man's eyes, and he quietly nodded: "Yes... because this man knew that someone had laid a huge trap on the ground on the right. In the trap, there was a deadly sharp sword, and

In a fight between tigers and tigers, he still has a glimmer of hope, but if he falls into a trap, he will definitely die..."

The old man paused for a moment before looking at Feng Qingcheng: "This story was specially told by my grandfather before his death, and must be passed down from generation to generation...could it be...that it was just an insinuation that foreshadowed today's events?"

Feng Qingcheng's eyes wandered in the sky, and she suddenly realized something in her heart: "Does that mean to us that there is something on this Snake Island that the ancient people are afraid of?"

This ancient tribe has too many things that people cannot see through.

But there is no doubt about one thing, that is the power of the ancient clan.

It's just that the powerful ancient tribe actually has something to be afraid of, and it's right under his nose, which makes Feng Qingcheng a little moved.

…

Although Tielong had been mostly cured by Feng Qingcheng and was not fully recovered, it was a miracle for him to be able to survive.

Now in full public view, Feng Qingcheng could no longer use her powers to heal his injuries, so she just went with the flow and left him and Xiuxiu here.

Following the passage back to the smelly Snake Island, Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The wreckage in front of her are descendants of the ancient tribe who came here just like her, but died here.

Without any worries, a ruthless look flashed deep in Feng Qingcheng's eyes.

Ancient tribe, what on earth do you want to play? Then I will play with you.

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Different from the dark plains, the jungle at night has a suffocating sense of crisis. The tall woods, intricate vines, and unknown sounds of insects all give this darkness an air of death.
Chapter completed!