A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 409

Chapter 409: Making Use of the Soul Artifact
The 6th stage of the cave was indeed imposing.

Aksai took his place on the wide, elevated platform. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anticipation grow at the back of his mind.

Then it started. The array formation beneath his feet glowed with an intense, pulsating light, casting a web of shadows and brilliance across the stone floor.

As the green cores materialized, Aksai’s eyes narrowed in focus. These weren’t just any opponents; they were massive woodland snakes, each measuring a daunting 10 meters in length, their heads capable of rearing up to three meters high.

Their bodies, crafted from twisted wood, dense vines, and thick roots, gleamed with an almost metallic sheen. One could say that these snakes were advanced variants of the woodland creatures.

The scales adorning their frames shimmered like polished steel, reflecting the dim light with a cold, menacing glint.

Even more troubling were the strange Essence Equation patterns etched into their scales, pulsing with an eerie energy that hinted at untapped, mysterious power. It meant that some of the snakes had access to inherent abilities that could manifest as Spirit spells.

There were over 200 of them, their hisses blending into an evil noise that echoed around the cavern walls, creating a sense of looming dread.

And to top it all off? Each snake was as formidable as the woodland bear he had faced before. Aksai knew that this stage was a leap beyond the previous trials.

But this time, he was prepared.

Aksai’s eyes held no fear as he reached into his storage ring and summoned the twelve green cores of the woodland bulls he had obtained from the 5th stage. The bulls materialized in a flash, their bodies forming a solid, imposing barrier of muscle and bark around him.

The bulls stomped the ground, their hooves thundering like distant drums as they prepared for battle. Their wooden bodies creaked and groaned, and their eyes glowed with an emerald light that spoke of fierce loyalty and readiness.

Aksai took a deep breath, his hand brushing over the smooth surface of his Soul Artifact flute. He lifted it to his lips, feeling a familiar pulse of energy resonate from the instrument.

He didn’t wait for the woodland snakes to fully assemble; hesitation could be costly. The first note of the Melody of Daze pierced the air, gentle yet powerful, and a surreal stillness settled over the platform.

The atmosphere around him shifted as the melody unfurled, spreading out in waves like ripples across a pond. It was an enchanting, almost otherworldly sound, weaving its way through the chaos with an intangible thread of control.

The woodland bulls, bound by their allegiance to Aksai, remained unaffected, their eyes alert and fixed on the approaching threat.

But the effect on the woodland snakes was immediate. The nearest ones froze mid-strike, their emerald eyes clouding over as the notes wrapped around them like invisible chains.

Their long, scaled bodies stilled, fangs exposed and jaws slightly parted as if caught in a trance. The hiss and slither of their movement fell silent as more of them succumbed to the melody’s bewitching hold.

Aksai’s fingers danced over the holes of the flute with newfound confidence, each note deliberate and precise. He had spent countless hours practicing for this moment, and it showed.

Plus, he also admitted that he had cheated in the form of neural link fabric, which made him act like a music prodigy in two short days.

The spellbound snakes swayed subtly, their heads bobbing almost in rhythm to the tune. Those farther back seemed momentarily hesitant, their movements faltering as confusion swept through their ranks.

They pushed forward, but the immobilized snakes at the front created a tangled barrier that slowed their progress, forcing them to coil and hiss in frustration.

Beads of sweat formed on Aksai’s brow, but he kept playing, maintaining the melody’s hold over his enemies. He could feel the subtle vibrations of power coursing through the flute, the resonance filling him with an odd mix of control and exhilaration.

The hypnotic effect was working better than he had anticipated, buying him precious time to think and plan his next move. But he knew he couldn’t keep this up indefinitely. The snakes at the back, unaffected and increasingly agitated, would soon find a way to break through.

The Melody of Daze had done its job, putting the immediate threat into a trance, but it was time for a different strategy. Without missing a beat, he transitioned seamlessly into the Melody of Panic.

The shift in the tune was subtle at first—sharp, abrupt notes that pierced the silence and unsettled the air around him. The melody took on a jagged, frenetic pace, each sound vibrating with an urgency that resonated throughout the cavern.

As the new notes filled the space, Aksai could see the effect rippling outward like a shockwave. The woodland snakes closest to him, already subdued by the first melody, reacted instantly. Their mental defenses had been worn down, leaving them wide open to the chaotic influence of the Melody of Panic.

Their previously dazed expressions shifted to one of sudden, wide-eyed terror. The hissing resumed, but this time it was shrill and discordant, filled with alarm rather than menace.

The dazed snakes started to thrash about, their massive bodies writhing uncontrollably. Some lashed out at the empty air, while others turned on their own kind, biting and snapping at anything within reach.

The elegant, predatory movements they had once displayed were replaced with erratic, unpredictable spasms.

The approaching snakes at the back hesitated at the sight of their allies turning on one another. Confusion rippled through their ranks, halting their advance as they tried to make sense of the chaos unfolding before them.

But before they could regroup, one of the panicked woodland snakes struck out wildly, its fangs sinking deep into the scales of another. The injured snake reacted on pure instinct, whipping its thick body around and slamming into a nearby group, sending them skittering across the platform.

And then… there was chaos.