A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Chapter 749 Target: Ghost City

Seeing the sudden, almost tangible gleam of desire in Zhang Heng's eyes, Xing Wence knew that his offer had hit the bullseye.

But he was not one to use his power to intimidate; on the contrary, he added more sincerely, his tone even carrying a hint of solemn promise:

"Xiao Heng, don't worry. If... if you agree to explore with me..."

"I, Xing Wence, swear on my honor and life as a trainer that inside the wormhole, no matter what danger we encounter, I will do everything in my power, even at the cost of my own life, to ensure your safe return to the outside of the wormhole!"

"We will never let you suffer irreversible damage!"

He paused, his tone softening but his sincerity remaining unchanged, before expressing his feelings.

"Of course, even if you ultimately decide not to participate in this adventure, my promise to tell you how to use the stone tablet will still stand."

"Consider this... a thank you for the ideas and intelligence you provided today, and for Brother Lei Yuan's unreserved support."

This is the greatest sincerity and concession that Xing Wence can show.

He laid out the risks and opportunities, the rewards and the costs, completely handing over the choice to Zhang Heng.

However, Zhang Heng's next words were unexpected by Xing Wence.

The eagerness in Zhang Heng's eyes hadn't faded, but he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, shook his head, and said:

“Brother Ce, you’ve misunderstood. It’s not that I’m unwilling to help, nor am I afraid of danger.”

His gaze was clear, pointing to the core of the problem, and he said, "The key is that we may have gone in the wrong direction from the very beginning."

"Huh?" Xing Wence was taken aback.

Zhang Heng said with certainty, "I believe that the wormholes created by the First Divine Punishment's shurabi above the Security Bureau were not primarily for 'time travel,' but more likely for 'space portals.'"

"What do you mean? Explain in detail..."

Xing Wence's brows furrowed instantly; this judgment was directly related to the cornerstone of his entire plan.

Zhang Heng analyzed methodically...

There are several reasons.

"First, although Celebi can travel through time, it is almost impossible for a single Celebi to open so many wormholes leading to different points in time in such a short period of time and maintain their existence for so long."

"Secondly, the primary purpose of the First Divine Punishment in using these wormholes, as we have witnessed firsthand, is to summon small meteorites scattered throughout the universe for area-of-effect attacks. This is the function of 'opening a spatial gate to specific coordinates in the universe,' rather than a complex time jump."

Seeing Xing Wence's increasingly serious expression, he presented the most compelling evidence.

"Most importantly, the third point is that I myself possess an 'detector' that is extremely sensitive to spatial anomalies."

Before he finished speaking, he lightly snapped his fingers.

The shadow beneath his feet began to writhe violently like boiling ink, first accompanied by a strange, eerie laugh.

Shiny Gengar, with its chubby body, was the first to emerge from the shadows, grinning widely as it curiously surveyed the group.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow rippled again, and an even deeper aura, carrying a faint dragon's might and divine radiance, spread out.

The slender, light blue-gray body of the shimmering Doronbalut emerged slowly from deep water, hovering beside Zhang Heng.

Its unique body, which connects nothingness and reality, gives it an extraordinary perception of spatial fluctuations.

"Waaah..."

Dorambaruto let out a deep dragon roar, and a faint, eerie light flowed from the firing ports on both sides of its head.

Zhang Heng gently stroked Dorombarut's cold body.

He said, "This child has a special connection with Radina, the Hades Dragon Knight who controls the Reversal World; he is Radina's divine messenger."

"Its perception of space is exceptionally acute. After the attack on the security bureau, the condition of those wormholes could not escape the exploration of Doronbaruto."

He looked at Xing Wence and said, word by word…

"Through its feedback, I can confirm and affirm that although those wormholes contain chaotic aftershocks of spacetime energy, they are more inclined to spatial folding and connection within the same time dimension, and do not possess stable and controllable time travel characteristics."

"If you force your way in, you're more likely to be randomly thrown into some corner of the world, or even outer space, rather than arriving in the past or future."

Xing Wence was stunned. He looked at the floating, mysterious-looking Duolongbaluto with complicated emotions, and then at Zhang Heng with a determined expression.

The immense disappointment of his plans failing instantly overwhelmed him. A bitter smile appeared on his lips, and he leaned back slightly, as if a great deal of strength had been drained away in an instant.

"So be it, so be it... It's fate, it's destiny."

He muttered to himself, his voice filled with deep disappointment and helplessness.

"It seems that if we want to take the shortcut of subduing divine beasts to attack the Temple of Creation... we'll have to think of another way."

The atmosphere in the office became somewhat somber for a moment.

However, Zhang Heng shook his head, his face not showing much pessimism, but rather a calm confidence.

"Brother Ce, there's no need to be so disappointed. Traveling through a wormhole to subdue Iron Leaf is not a pipe dream."

“In fact, I am at least 80% confident that I can achieve this goal.”

"Ok?"

Xing Wence looked up abruptly, a spark of hope rekindling in his eyes.

"Do you have a solution?"

"The key is not whether it is possible to cross over, but where to find the right crossing point."

Zhang Heng changed the subject and asked, "Brother Ce, how long until your Northwest Championship Challenge?"

Although Xing Wence didn't understand why Zhang Heng suddenly asked this, he immediately replied, "There are still 45 days left, about a month and a half." The time was neither long nor short.

"There is plenty of time."

Zhang Heng nodded, relieved. What he feared most was the lack of time.

“Brother Ce, if you trust me, come back to South China with me. There, there are real time-space wormholes that can travel through time.”

“South China? You mean… ‘Ghost City’?” Xing Wence immediately realized, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.

"That ancient ruin where you and your father respectively subdued the Wave-Swept Water and the Thunderous Drum?!"

Zhang Heng naturally couldn't reveal the true origin of the rippling water, which was a system reward, so he tacitly agreed.

"Yes, that's it. The spacetime wormhole that remains deep within the 'Ghost City' was truly formed due to the disorder of time rules, and it has the potential to point to different timelines."

“My father traveled to the timeline where the Thunder Drum is located through one of the wormholes.”

He pointed to Dorombalutto beside him.

"Moreover, this time, we have it. With its keen perception of space, it can help us navigate through numerous chaotic wormholes."

"Identifying which energy characteristics are more inclined towards the 'future' direction greatly increases our success rate in finding the timeline of the iron-spotted leaf!"

"This is much more reliable than blindly exploring the wormholes left behind by the First Divine Strike, whose functions are uncertain."