Translator: CinderTL
Feng Qi retraced his steps, his figure darting through the dilapidated streets and towering ruins of the city.
He had grown intimately familiar with this terrain.
Even as he ran, he could easily pinpoint his exact location within the city ruins.
Having mastered his innate ability, Malevolence, and unlocked his mental energy attribute, both his cognitive agility and memory had significantly improved.
He now maintained a mental map of the city, marking his current position and the types of domain creatures likely to inhabit nearby areas.
After sprinting until his psychokinesis was exhausted, he finally emerged from the city ruins.
Ahead lay the burial ground, a place he knew all too well.
The shambling figures of the living dead were visible in the distance.
But what caught his attention was the sight of countless orange-yellow lanterns floating above the burial ground.
These lanterns resembled jellyfish, their translucent bodies trailing ethereal tendrils that danced in the wind. The flickering yellow light within each lantern pulsed like the glowing tail of a firefly, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.
The sky ahead was nearly obscured by these luminous, lantern-like creatures.
Their destination appeared to be the mist-shrouded region west of the underground shelter. From afar, Feng Qi could see the lanterns continuously diving into the mist, vanishing without a trace.
After a brief hesitation, he chose to enter the burial ground, continuing toward the Star City Shelter.
These lantern-like lifeforms appeared highly bizarre and potentially dangerous, but remaining in place would be a waste of time.
Even with the risks, he had to press on.
As he ran toward the underground shelter, the strange lanterns along the way didn't attack him. They continued to sway their tentacles leisurely, drifting westward with the wind.
As he drew closer to the underground shelter, a hoarse sigh echoed from the mist-shrouded west.
Feng Qi immediately turned toward the sound.
Through the mist, figures materialized, constructed from pure blue energy. Resembling evil spirits from horror movies, they surged forth with the spreading mist, tearing into the lantern-like lifeforms in the sky.
As the number of evil spirits swelled, the sky erupted into chaos.
The lantern-like lifeforms abandoned their leisurely drifting, violently contracting their bodies to unleash orange-yellow energy beams in a desperate attempt to repel the encroaching spirits.
But against the evil spirits, their resistance proved futile.
The spirits roamed the sky like diners at a buffet, occasionally tearing open the lanterns' shells, extracting the inner light sources, and devouring them whole.
Run! Run as fast as you can! Don't let the mist devour you, or you'll be logging off early!
Hearing the Narrator's warning, he glanced up at the thick mist rapidly spreading westward, then activated his Blood Source Ability without hesitation.
His heart pounded faster, each beat overflowing with Qi and Blood Power that clung to his skin.
The surging Qi and Blood Power enveloped his body, gradually transforming him.
As his muscles rapidly expanded, his frame shot upward, transforming him in an instant into a hulking, two-meter-tall muscular behemoth.
Feng Qi's Blood Source form radiated overwhelming power.
His muscles bulged like granite boulders, his arms as thick as battleaxes, veins coiling across them like writhing dragons.
Leaning forward, he slammed his right foot into the ground, launching himself forward like a cannonball.
The wind howled past his ears as he accelerated, his speed increasing with each stride.
The bloodline evolution points he'd gained from killing Mala had also enhanced the amplification effect of his Blood Source Ability.
Now, he felt an inexhaustible power surging through him, making him believe he could even hold his own against little black in a three-hundred-round battle.
Of course, he knew this was just an illusion.
As he watched the rapidly approaching mist, a raspy whisper suddenly echoed in his ear.
The voice was eerie, almost magical. Though its words were indistinct, Feng Qi's qi blood surged uncontrollably in rhythm with its shifting tones.
Something is exerting mental control over you... More precisely, it's a mass-scale, indiscriminate mind control. Get to the shelter quickly, or you won't be able to resist when the mist envelops you!
Heeding the Narrator's warning, Feng Qi immediately accelerated his pace. He released a portion of his recently recovered psychokinesis, channeling it into a propulsive force behind him.
This was the first time he had witnessed such activity in the mist-shrouded zone within the Dream Realm.
As he sprinted forward, the underground shelter drew closer.
Suddenly, an evil spirit in the sky locked its gaze on him. With a clawed hand, it tore open a struggling lantern creature, extracted its glowing core, and devoured it whole before swooping down toward Feng Qi.
Nine o'clock! Watch out!
At the Narrator's alert, Feng Qi whipped his head to the left. There, an evil spirit with a snarling expression lunged at him.
This was his first encounter with a spirit body domain creature. He had no idea if he could even fight it.
Yet without hesitation, he swung his battle-axe-like right arm in a brutal strike at the approaching spirit.
To his astonishment, his right arm passed straight through the evil spirit's body without causing any harm.
The arm that made contact with the evil spirit's body felt an icy chill, which began to seep into his body.
Just as Feng Qi was reeling from the shock, the qi blood within him began to surge.
Stimulated by the icy chill, his qi blood activated, erupting from his body to envelop him in a crimson aura.
Bathed in this misty qi blood, Feng Qi radiated a hellish red glow, resembling a Demon God risen from the depths of hell, adding an aura of domineering power to his already ferocious appearance.
The concentrated Qi and Blood Power instantly forced the evil spirit back.
After a brief hesitation, it lunged at Feng Qi again.
Feng Qi had never been one to wait for death, so he threw another punch to meet the attack.
The surging qi blood around him rapidly converged into his right fist, completely enveloping his arm.
This time, when his fist struck the evil spirit, it didn't pass through as before.
Like butter thrown into a hot pan, the evil spirit's body rapidly dissolved under the qi blood's corrosive power, emitting a piercing shriek.
In less than a moment, the evil spirit had been completely consumed by the qi blood, leaving behind only a wisp of pale golden mist.
Did you see that? Don't think that a muscle-bound approach can't defeat ethereal demons and deities. As long as your qi blood is strong enough, no evil spirit can survive a single punch.
"Can Suction Cup really defeat these ethereal evil spirits? She doesn't seem to have any qi blood-based abilities," Feng Qi asked, intrigued by the Narrator's words.
Suction Cup's Qi and Blood Power is far more potent than you can imagine. She doesn't even need to attack; simply standing there continuously emits a wave of destructive energy. To evil spirits, she's like a blazing sun, constantly releasing intense, corrosive energy that melts their bodies.
"That's insane!" Feng Qi exclaimed, astonished by the Narrator's explanation.
As the pale golden mist left behind by the slain evil spirit seeped into his body, it felt like drinking ice water on a scorching summer day—a refreshing chill coursing through him, making him shiver involuntarily.
His depleted mental energy also recovered slightly.
Realizing that killing evil spirits could replenish his mental energy, Feng Qi's face lit up with surprise.
Boosting his mental strength would bring numerous benefits, such as enhancing the power and capacity of his telekinesis, improving his memory, and more.
With this thought, he immediately turned his gaze to the evil spirits drifting in the sky, feeling an urge to hunt them down and enhance his mental strength.
Warning: Beware the mist! The spreading mist contains various negative energies. If enveloped by it, you won't last long before dying. Retreat immediately!
In critical moments, he never doubted the Narrator's judgment.
He decisively abandoned his plan to hunt the evil spirits and sprinted toward the shelter.
At that moment, Feng Qi, surrounded by swirling qi blood, appeared to the evil spirits like a blazing torch in the darkness—impossible to ignore.
Even though the Qi and Blood Power would harm them, they were irresistibly drawn to him, like moths to a flame or mosquitoes to a bug zapper on a summer night, ending in a crackling sizzle...
Seeing the swarm of evil spirits converging on him, his scalp tingled with dread.
The Qi and Blood Power within him was the foundation of his Blood Source Ability. Killing evil spirits would rapidly deplete this power.
If he allowed the swarm to overwhelm him, his surging Qi and Blood Power might instantly extinguish.
Without the Blood Source state, his physical strength would plummet, rendering him incapable of harming the evil spirits.
Now that he had recovered some of his psychokinesis, he channeled it into an invisible force propelling him forward, accelerating his escape.
While sprinting at full speed, changing direction was nearly impossible.
He charged forward like a rampaging bull, not even bothering to dodge the living dead in his path, instead smashing them into bloody pulp.
Finally, just before the mist arrived, he leaped into the shelter's metal tunnel.
As he followed the metal tunnel to the underground plaza, the muscles in his body began to collapse and dissolve, transforming into faint crimson qi blood that dissipated into the air.
A wave of weakness washed over him, but he didn't stop. He immediately strode to the data control console.
Before little black arrived, he opened the Cultivation Technique Library and began searching for the technique he wanted to retrieve this time.
After a brief search, he locked onto a two-star Body Refinement Combat Technique.
He clicked confirm, and a video interface popped up. He began watching the instructional video.
Cultivation techniques were useless to him.
After all, his body was now unique, incapable of retaining spiritual energy.
But Body Refinement Combat Techniques were different. They contained numerous combat skills that could significantly enhance his fighting prowess.
Several hours later, having memorized the Body Refinement Combat Technique, he closed the instructional video.
Little black still hadn't arrived. With the remaining time, he began reviewing the Cultivation Technique Research Approach Course, starting from the first lesson and working his way forward...
Outside.
A figure shrouded in black mist emerged from the city ruins and drifted toward the burial ground.
By now, nearly half of the burial ground was enveloped in mist, the sky obscured by swirling, wailing evil spirits and the massacred lantern lifeforms.
Little Black's arrival quickly drew the attention of the evil spirits, and a swarm of them lunged toward him.
Ignoring the onslaught, Little Black continued to drift forward.
Yet when the evil spirits made contact with his body, their spirit bodies visibly dissolved at an alarming rate, vanishing in the blink of an eye without inflicting any harm.
Under a microscopic view, the process became clear.
As the evil spirits' spirit bodies touched Little Black's form, Spirit Energy Nanoworms on his surface began devouring the spirit bodies, rapidly spreading forward. In less than a second, each spirit body was completely consumed.
As more evil spirits surged toward him, Little Black's physical form gradually transformed into a mist-like state.
Countless Black Mist Particles surged forward like a tide, devouring every evil spirit in their path.
As little black devoured energy, its black mist-like body continued to expand, as if multiplying and reproducing.
When the mist encountered little black's body, the contact points were instantly consumed by the black mist.
The soft whispers that had echoed in Feng Qi's ears transformed into furious roars as the dense, grayish-white mist surged toward little black.
But against little black's insatiable hunger, no amount of energy could suffice.
No matter how much mist poured in, the black mist devoured it all.
After a brief stalemate, the special life form within the mist seemed to realize little black's terrifying power.
A hoarse murmur echoed from within the mist, and the grayish-white mass retreated like a receding tide. Even the sky-filling swarm of evil spirits began to withdraw rapidly along with the mist.
In this battle, little black had secured victory without even fully demonstrating its power, simply by intimidating its opponent into retreat.
After condensing back into its solid form, little black didn't pursue the retreating mist. Instead, it turned its gaze toward the location of the Star City Shelter.
Feng Qi, still reviewing database information, closed the video page for the second lesson.
With the remaining time, he began researching historical events, particularly to confirm whether the founding date of the Destiny Association had been altered. If not, he would strike decisively.
Little Black hadn't arrived yet, but Feng Qi could guess the reason.
The mist spreading from the outside world was clearly delaying Little Black's arrival.
As for whether the mist could withstand Little Black's assault, Feng Qi held little hope.
The more he learned about Little Black, the clearer its terrifying nature became.
According to information left by the Scarlet Research Institute, this creature was nearly unstoppable, except by chaos-tier super calamities. Ordinary domain creatures stood no chance against it.
Having encountered evil spirits himself, Feng Qi knew how vulnerable these pure energy constructs were to Little Black.
Spirit Energy Nanoworms could devour energy volumes 50 million times their own size.
And that was just the test result, not the nanoworms' maximum capacity.
One could only imagine the terrifying energy-devouring limit of Little Black, a being entirely composed of Spirit Energy Nanoworms. To an evil spirit, Little Black was its ultimate predator.
No matter how much little black ate, it was never enough.
Just then, the Narrator's voice echoed in his mind:
Suddenly, he turned back to see the black mist already at the metal corridor. Feng Qi, it's time to say goodbye... Before we part, will you grant me one last wish?
"No!"
With that, he turned to face the metal corridor.
Little black, shrouded in black mist, drifted silently toward him.
"Narrator, let's meet in the real world!"
As his words faded, Feng Qi assumed the starting stance of the newly learned Star Shattering Palm.
Even though he knew he was no match for little black, he would fight to the bitter end.
Continuing to fight was his attitude toward little black, and his attitude toward the future.
Seconds later, Feng Qi was enveloped in black mist, his consciousness gradually fading.
Realizing he was about to return to reality, he steeled himself.
The first thing he would do upon returning was eliminate the werewolf the technology research institute had planted among them.
(End of the Chapter)
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