Translator: CinderTL
Unable to understand the reason, he stopped pondering it.
Since even the Lord of the Mist believed he couldn't defeat the humanoid leader, there was no point in them staying any longer.
With this thought, he turned to the Lord of the Mist and said, "Let's go."
The Lord of the Mist nodded immediately.
They turned and fled in the direction they had come from.
As they ran, the Lord of the Mist transformed into a gray mist, carrying him to accelerate their escape.
As for what would happen to Wang Lin and the others, they didn't need to imagine the outcome.
Several hours later, they reached the beach.
Without pausing, they drifted straight toward the warship.
Seeing a mass of mist approaching, the guards on the other warships turned to watch.
At that moment, tentacles shot out from the mist, lashing toward the other warships.
They slaughtered all the guards left to watch the ships, draining their blood dry.
As Feng Qi's feet touched down, they found themselves back on the warship they had arrived on.
After reforming his body, the Lord of the Mist gazed solemnly toward the rainforest and said in a deep voice:
"The green bracelet on the right wrist of the man riding the giant cat is very peculiar. I sensed that he created the phantom behind him using energy provided by the bracelet."
Hearing this, Feng Qi nodded inwardly, the Lord of the Mist's assessment aligning perfectly with his own suspicions.
Seizing the opportunity, he pressed further:
"What do you think it might be?"
"I suspect it could be a miracle artifact."
Having never had the chance to bring up the topic before, Feng Qi realized the moment was ripe to finally discuss the miracle items that had been weighing on his mind.
Feigning confusion, he pressed further:
"What exactly are miracle items?"
"They are extraordinary objects that transcend the laws of nature. Each miracle artifact possesses unique forms and properties. In our world, the rise of many powerful clans can be attributed to the extraordinary abilities granted by these divine artifacts."
Feng Qi's confusion deepened upon hearing these words.
The Lord of the Mist's account contradicted the intelligence he had gathered.
According to his information, miracle items should exist within human society. Many Domain Forces had infiltrated human society precisely to seek these artifacts. How could they suddenly be divine artifacts brought from the domain world?
The Lord of the Mist continued, "However, the human world also harbors many hidden miracle artifacts. Intelligence from the Spirit Energy Clan indicates that human society retains numerous miracle items whose powers have yet to manifest."
Upon hearing the words "Spirit Energy Clan," Feng Qi immediately recalled a piece of information the monk had shared with him.
The monk had mentioned that the Spirit Energy Clan's communication crystal contained a message: "A madman seeking to resurrect his clansmen has arrived. Avoid contact at all costs."
Feng Qi was almost certain that this "madman" referred to the Lord of the Mist. This confirmed that the Lord of the Mist had previously interacted with the Spirit Energy Clan.
What puzzled him was the nature of the relationship between the Lord of the Mist and the Spirit Energy Clan.
Based on the intelligence he had gathered, the Lord of the Mist's abilities should have been far from enough to inspire fear in the Spirit Energy Clan, let alone surpass their power.
Intrigued, he cautiously inquired, "What exactly is this Spirit Energy Clan you speak of?"
"A remarkably fortunate race," the Lord of the Mist replied. "Long ago, I led my clansmen in an invasion of their small world, slaughtering many of their kind. We also had brief contact and exchanges after entering the human world."
Feng Qi's eyes widened at this revelation. He had never imagined the Lord of the Mist possessed such a glorious history.
Yet, comparing their current circumstances in human society, it was clear the Spirit Energy Clan had fared far better.
Leveraging the Holy Spirit Consciousness Repository—acquired from unknown sources—and resources obtained through infiltration of human society, they had rapidly developed into a formidable hidden power that even the Prajna Domain Combat Team dared not confront.
As their conversation continued, Feng Qi learned more about that historical era.
According to the Lord of the Mist's account, his clan had once been a Domain Force even more powerful than the Spirit Energy Clan.
While he himself possessed the greatest potential for growth in his clan's history, his actual strength was not the highest.
Within their Immortal Corps—the council of elders—there were eighteen immortal elders, each possessing greater power than his own.
They all perished in battle while clearing the path to help him enter the human world.
Feng Qi sighed deeply upon hearing this.
It was fortunate they had died in battle. Otherwise, the Lord of the Mist would have started with a powerful army, a nightmare scenario for humanity.
This also revealed that when domain world races chose to carve a path into the human world, it was essentially a gamble.
If they encountered "Roadblockers" along the way, it was almost certain death.
But if luck was on their side, they could bring their entire Domain Field into the human world with minimal losses.
Yet Feng Qi still had lingering questions. The Lord of the Mist had only mentioned the existence of miracle items without explaining them in detail.
He pressed further:
"Another question: how are these miracle artifacts you mentioned created?"
The Lord of the Mist showed no impatience at his persistent questioning, patiently explaining:
"It's unclear. There are many theories, but the one I find most plausible is that each miracle item is formed from the primal power left behind after the death of a Pillar God."
As he spoke, the Lord of the Mist turned to gaze toward the rainforest, licking his lips.
"It seems we need to accelerate our momentum and return here as soon as possible to seize that supreme treasure from the creature on the big cat's back."
"I agree. After hearing your explanation of the miracle artifact's power, I'm eager to witness it firsthand. Obtaining it would greatly benefit our future development."
During their casual conversation, they reached a decision:
Upon returning, they would swiftly expand their Domain Force and then return to Heijue Island to seize the miracle item.
After further discussion, the Lord of the Mist suddenly turned to Feng Qi and asked, "Can you sail a ship?"
"No," Feng Qi replied with a firm shake of his head.
"Then how are we going to get back?" The Lord of the Mist's eyes widened in disbelief.
Feng Qi felt a headache coming on.
Flying back was clearly impractical, even if they had the ability.
With the mission's failure, they would inevitably have to report the exploration's progress to the battle group headquarters.
Explaining their sole survival would be manageable.
The problem lay in explaining how they returned without a warship.
Even if Feng Qi claimed he had remained on the warship throughout the mission, responsible for guarding it and thus surviving without direct involvement, how could he explain their return without the vessel?
Saying he flew back was clearly impossible given his strength.
The only plausible explanation was that he piloted a warship back himself.
"I don't mind," Feng Qi said. "I can always possess a new body and reintegrate into human society. But you can't change your form. If the mission fails, you'll have to answer for it. What's your plan?"
Looking at the Lord of the Mist's helpless expression, Feng Qi sighed.
"Come on, let's check the cabins. Maybe we'll find a pilot's manual."
The two entered the warship's cabins and began searching for any materials that could help them learn to pilot the vessel.
During their search, they actually found several worn-out manuals in the cockpit.
Feng Qi picked up a book and was about to start studying when the Lord of the Mist interrupted him.
"How long would it take you to learn the contents of these manuals?"
After visually assessing the thickness of the books, Feng Qi pondered for a few seconds before answering, "Memorizing them would take about three hours. With practice, probably four to five."
"Forget it, I'll handle it. This stuff will take me half an hour at most." With that, the Lord of the Mist grabbed a manual and began flipping through it.
Watching the Lord of the Mist flip through pages every few seconds, Feng Qi felt like he was being intellectually discriminated against.
Forget it? Half an hour at most?
Who talks like that?
But then he remembered that this guy wasn't even human. In the future, he would create the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice cultivation technique, simultaneously harvesting humans and Domain Forces. Suddenly, Feng Qi felt relieved.
There was no need to compete. On this Sacrifice Line, all he had to do was cling to the Lord of the Mist's coattails.
The more of a genius the Lord of the Mist was, the smoother Feng Qi's Sacrifice Line plan would proceed.
(End of the Chapter)
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