Translator: CinderTL
A few Domain Warriors showed fear at the brutal sight, but the majority of the Weakling Warriors remained unmoved.
They intensified their assault on Feng Qi.
With his left arm broken, Feng Qi rose to his feet and swung his functional right arm, lunging at a Weakling Warrior that came into view.
Thanks to his formidable regeneration, he managed to hold on.
But as the Frenzy ability faded, Feng Qi's consciousness gradually returned.
He felt excruciating pain and looked down to discover his body covered in wounds, not a single patch of intact skin remained.
Taking a deep breath, he plunged back into the battle.
At this point, he abandoned brute force and chose to rely on skill to combat his enemies.
The combat memories accumulated across multiple timelines proved invaluable.
However, his experience couldn't provide a decisive advantage. With hundreds of enemies swarming him, skill could only create a limited edge.
The primary reason he could hold his ground was that the warriors of the Domain Weakling Alliance were all plotting their own schemes.
They weren't all from the same race.
All of them coveted the miracle item with greedy eyes, but they were equally protective of their lives.
Fighting recklessly now would only benefit the other races if they died.
With each warrior pursuing their own agenda, their attacks lacked coordination, and there were even signs of them deliberately holding back to harm their allies.
Despite this, Feng Qi was still struggling under the relentless assaults.
He realized that his body's self-healing ability could no longer keep pace with the new injuries he sustained.
The energy within the Demon Dragon Rune Crystal embedded in his chest was nearly depleted.
Once that energy ran out, his self-healing ability would vanish completely.
He turned to look at the Lord of the Mist, who was still unconscious. Black spots still covered his body, and he showed no signs of waking up.
He couldn't help but worry whether the Lord of the Mist would survive.
His presence in this timeline had altered the Lord of the Mist's future trajectory.
He wasn't sure if, in the normal timeline, the Lord of the Mist had ever attacked the Heijue Domain Field or been cursed. Therefore, he couldn't be certain if the Lord of the Mist would pull through.
After all, altering a timeline could have far-reaching consequences.
Perhaps if he hadn't intervened, the Lord of the Mist's future would have remained stable, and he might never have discovered the Green Miracle Bracelet, thus preventing the subsequent chain of events.
Yet, considering that the Lord of the Mist had stood as a final boss for 1500 years in the original timeline, he still held some hope for him.
All he could do was buy the Lord of the Mist as much time as possible.
With this thought, he let out a roar and lunged downward toward the figure charging at him.
Within the Lord of the Mist's sea of consciousness, his consciousness struggled fiercely against the humanoid leader's life curse.
This curse, clearly unleashed through a miracle item, carried devastating power.
Instead of dispelling the black spots that continuously emerged in his sea of consciousness, they only multiplied.
Now, they had already devoured nearly half of the space within his sea of consciousness.
If the curse continued to spread, he knew he would surely die.
The consequence of his sea of consciousness being corrupted would be the collapse of his consciousness, leaving his body a mere walking corpse, even if it remained alive.
To survive, he desperately employed various methods.
But these methods proved utterly useless against the life curse. The curse continued to spread and spread, its momentum unstoppable.
Faced with this dire situation, the Lord of the Mist instead grew calm.
Compromise had never been his choice.
At this moment, he withdrew his consciousness and decided to use the limited time to unravel the curse's properties. He began analyzing the curse's composition, hoping to find a targeted remedy.
After considerable effort, he successfully deciphered the curse's composition.
His consciousness swept across his surroundings, revealing that the black spots had already consumed more than half of his sea of consciousness.
Seizing the remaining time, he began developing a mental attack technique specifically designed to counter cursed energy.
In an astonishingly short time, he succeeded.
The Lord of the Mist's terrifying innate talent was now on full display.
A desperate counterattack in the face of life-or-death crisis had begun.
He extended his consciousness, using his newly developed mental attack technique to relentlessly erase the source of the life curse within his sea of consciousness.
Wherever his mental energy swept, the black spots rapidly dissipated until they vanished completely.
Realizing the method was effective, he decisively accelerated the curse-dispelling process.
He knew Feng Qi was in extreme danger. If they didn't act quickly, both of them could be killed by the Domain Weakling Warriors.
Even though he was the employer of these Domain Weakling Warriors.
In the face of absolute self-interest, employment relationships were as fragile as mist.
He understood clearly that the Domain Weakling Warriors, whom he had just considered cannon fodder, would now become the blades that would slay him.
Under his efforts, the black spots in his sea of consciousness gradually disappeared.
In just over ten minutes, he successfully dispelled half of the black spots.
As the black spots vanished, the pitch-black marks on the Lord of the Mist's body also began to fade.
But the Lord of the Mist dared not stop.
The terrifying aspect of this life curse was its rapid spread; if it wasn't completely eradicated, it would soon return with full force.
This would plunge him back into the cursed embrace.
To accelerate the dispelling of the life curse, the Lord of the Mist's consciousness fragmented into multiple clusters, launching a thorough cleansing from all directions.
Time flowed onward.
When the last black spot in his sea of consciousness was washed away, the sea of consciousness completely restored its functioning.
The golden world, formed by converging mental energy, resumed its operation.
At that moment, the Lord of the Mist opened his eyes.
He saw white seabirds circling in the sky and heard the rhythmic crash of waves on the beach.
He found himself lying on the seaside, his body rising and falling with the tides.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, he resolutely turned his gaze toward the source of the bloody stench.
When he clearly saw the scene not far away, his pupils constricted sharply.
He saw Feng Qi, his left arm severed, staggering and standing disheveled nearby. His blood-soaked body was riddled with deep, bone-revealing wounds.
The setting sun cast a hazy glow on his figure, adding a touch of desolate beauty.
Seeing Feng Qi in such a wretched state, the Lord of the Mist's heart trembled.
The words Feng Qi had spoken to him before losing consciousness immediately flooded his mind:
"Hold on. Don't forget what you promised meβthat when you reach the summit, I'll have a place by your side."
He had assumed Feng Qi would have successfully escaped the encirclement and gone into hiding by now.
Yet here he was, choosing to buy him time with his life, choosing to fight to the death.
A complex mix of bitterness and surging rage welled up in his chest.
Just then, Feng Qi finally succumbed to the relentless assault. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered backward.
Seeing this, the Lord of the Mist materialized behind Feng Qi in an instant, steadying him.
Seeing Feng Qi's dazed eyes, the Lord of the Mist completely erupted.
Scarlet light swirled within his purple eyes.
He turned to face the hundreds of Domain Weakling Warriors ahead and grinned maliciously:
"I've decided. I won't kill you. I'll make you wish you were dead!"
(End of the Chapter)
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