Hijacking the Timeline

Feng Qi watched the swirling, contracting mist in the sky with a sigh.

It was clear that during Lin Ran’s struggle with the Lord of the Mist for control of their shared body, the Lord of the Mist had developed murderous intent toward him.

Sensing the killing intent, Suction Cup’s tentacles seemed to activate a combat switch.

It leaped up and landed a punch on the Lord of the Mist.

Looking up at the sky, Feng Qi saw the mist face, momentarily dispersed by Suction Cup’s blow, quickly reform.

Seeing this, he immediately addressed the mist face:

”Lin Ran, have you successfully reversed the parasitic possession?”

In response to his question, the mist face contorted in a series of grotesque expressions before finally speaking:

”I’m trying to seize... its power is suppressing me...”

Before the words could finish, the mist face twisted violently and then became utterly expressionless.

The Lord of the Mist had regained control of the body.

Lin Ran’s consciousness, which should have vanished, reappeared and launched an Anti-Parasitic Art against it. Adding to the confusion, Feng Qi, who should have died 1,500 years ago, had suddenly appeared before it.

The Lord of the Mist was both bewildered and certain that Feng Qi was somehow involved.

”Feng Qi, you’re not dead? What exactly are you plotting?”

Facing the question, Feng Qi made no attempt to conceal his intentions. He glared at the Lord of the Mist and declared arrogantly, ”Of course, I’m here to kill you.”

The Lord of the Mist’s eyes flashed with murderous intent at these words.

”Kill me? Just you...”

Crack!

Before the Lord of the Mist could finish speaking, the Suction Cup, sensing the killing intent, leaped into action once more. A fist shadow formed from jade-colored energy slammed repeatedly into the Lord of the Mist’s face.

The impact caused the struck area to cave inward, as if the entire face had been flattened and dented by a single punch.

Jade-colored energy then erupted, and a violent gale swept through the area, instantly shattering the mist face.

[Beautiful! That was satisfying!]

The mist in the sky churned briefly before reforming. A hoarse voice echoed from above:

”Brother Qi... what’s going on?”

”Narrator, is that Lin Ran?”

[I sense that the Lord of the Mist’s original consciousness within the mist has been suppressed. The body is now controlled by another, relatively weaker consciousness body. Rest assured, it is indeed Lin Ran.]

Now that Lin Ran had regained the upper hand, Feng Qi immediately looked up at the sky and shouted, ”Lin Ran, are you confident in seizing this body now?”

”Brother Qi... My Consciousness Body isn’t weak... but I lack mental offensive techniques... I’m no match for it.”

Hearing this, Feng Qi felt a twinge of disappointment. But he had been prepared for this outcome. The Lord of the Mist was clearly not an opponent to be taken lightly.

The first time, he had asked Lin Ran to create an art magic capable of repelling consciousness parasitism, hoping to find an opportunity to seize the Lord of the Mist’s power. But it had failed. The reason was that the consciousness Lin Ran had hidden within his Sea of Consciousness was constantly eroded by the Lord of the Mist’s mental power. He had to divert some of his strength to resist this mental erosion, preventing him from growing rapidly.

So, after returning to reality, Feng Qi had instructed Lin Ran to develop a cultivation technique to protect his self-awareness.

This time, Lin Ran had come closer than ever to successfully turning the tables on the Lord of the Mist. According to the Narrator, Lin Ran’s Consciousness Body was now only slightly smaller than the Lord of the Mist’s.

The problem was that Lin Ran hadn’t mastered any mental offensive techniques.

[This is like Lin Ran having no weapons for combat, forced to collide his Consciousness Body with the Lord of the Mist’s Consciousness Body. His combat effectiveness is severely compromised. Next time, have Lin Ran develop a powerful Mental Assault Technique, or simply copy a Five-Star-rated Mental Assault Technique from the future and teach it to him. He’ll definitely succeed next time.]

”Understood!”

At that moment, the Lord of the Mist’s face twisted again.

[Attention! The Lord of the Mist’s consciousness is beginning to suppress Lin Ran’s.]

As the Narrator’s words faded, the Lord of the Mist’s face turned to glare at him in fury.

But before the Lord of the Mist could speak, Suction Cup, sensing the killing intent once more, leaped forward and swung her fist again.

With a sonic boom, the Lord of the Mist’s face was shattered once more.

”Brother Qi... weren’t you already dead? Why are you here?”

Lin Ran, having regained control of the Lord of the Mist’s body, finally voiced the question that had been weighing on his mind.

Before the Lord of the Mist seized his body, Lin Ran had already learned the tragic news about Feng Qi.

Seeing Feng Qi again now, and recalling Feng Qi’s solemn instructions to study the Consciousness Anti-Parasitism Technique and the cultivation technique that could protect his consciousness... Lin Ran realized his current predicament was likely foreseen by Feng Qi.

Both the art magic and the cultivation technique later became his secret weapons for preserving his consciousness.

Facing Lin Ran’s questioning, Feng Qi knew his mind was filled with confusion. Without hesitation, he briefly explained his ability to traverse timelines.

After understanding the situation, Lin Ran looked at him and said, ”Brother Qi... I need a Mental Assault Technique. If I master a powerful one, I’m confident I can completely possess it!”

”Understood. Attack it with everything you’ve got now. I’ll have Suction Cup assist you!”

”Alright... I’ll make sure it suffers before I die!”

As Lin Ran spoke, the Lord of the Mist’s misty face began to contort, and its raspy roar echoed through the air. Clearly, Lin Ran’s Consciousness Body was colliding with the Lord of the Mist’s.

At that moment, Suction Cup plunged into the mist. Soon, the mist was churned by Suction Cup’s power, transforming into a rapidly spinning spatial vortex that slowly drifted westward.

Suction Cup and Lin Ran joined forces to launch an offensive against the Lord of the Mist.

At this moment, the Lord of the Mist’s attention was diverted, leaving him unable to activate the hidden danger left behind by the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice.

The survivors within the Star City Shelter were temporarily safe.

Yet even now, Feng Qi was still grappling with a question he couldn’t understand.

The Lord of the Mist had promoted the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice cultivation technique to prepare for harvesting all of humanity in the future.

By activating the hidden danger switch, he could turn humans into his Flesh and Blood Sacrifice, thereby strengthening himself.

But the problem lay in why the Lord of the Mist had hesitated to snap his fingers.

Over the 1,500 years of history, the human population had steadily declined. By today, Star City, once home to tens of millions, was left with only tens of thousands of survivors.

Therefore, the Lord of the Mist’s choice to activate the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice switch at this particular moment made no sense.

After preparing for over a thousand years, why wouldn’t he use it when the benefits were maximized? Why choose to activate it when Human Civilization was on the brink of collapse and the population was at its lowest point? This clearly defied logic.

[First, let’s rule out the possibility that the Lord of the Mist is an idiot.]

”No shit!” Feng Qi couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Suddenly, he remembered what Xia Qian had told him earlier:

Domain creatures within the shelter were also cultivating the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice technique to temper their bodies.

(P.S. Related content in Chapter 185.)

A clue immediately clicked into place in his mind.

He couldn’t help but speculate that the Lord of the Mist’s true target wasn’t humanity, but rather the other Domain Forces lurking within Human Civilization.

At this thought, he took a deep breath, his expression turning grave.

[Damn, your guess is probably right. That Lord of the Mist is too ambitious! He wants to harvest all the other Domain Forces at once. This means our previous assumptions were completely wrong. Humans were just collateral damage. This explains why the Lord of the Mist has been delaying the activation of the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice’s hidden switch.]

Hearing the Narrator’s words, Feng Qi’s lingering question was finally answered.

The first time he entered the Star City Shelter, there were no domain creatures present.

Yet according to current intelligence, the shelter should have been occupied by the Weak Domain Races at that time.

He hadn’t used the Suction Cup to cleanse the shelter back then.

But if those domain creatures were also cultivating the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice, everything made perfect sense.

In the previous Dream Realm timeline, the Weak Domain Races in the shelter had met the same fate as humans, becoming nutrients for the Lord of the Mist.

That’s why the shelter he entered was completely empty.

There were no Weak Domain Races, who should have been lurking within.

The Lord of the Mist’s plan had undoubtedly succeeded. He had used the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice to harvest the Domain Forces of other realms.

He still clearly remembered the moment the Lord of the Mist activated the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice’s switch.

Apart from the survivors in the Star City Shelter, blood-red mist began pouring in from all directions, constantly absorbed by the Lord of the Mist to become his nourishment.

Besides the human survivors from other cities, the Blood Mist Clusters clearly also contained Domain Forces that had fallen victim to the trap.

”Damn, that old schemer, the Lord of the Mist, is truly ruthless. He plotted for a thousand years just for this final harvest.”

However, this grand harvest should have little effect on Domain Powerhouses. After all, Domain Powerhouses possess their own innate abilities, far superior to the basic body-refining cultivation technique of the Flesh and Blood Sacrifice. But for Weak Domain Races, the impact is devastating, capable of wiping them out completely and sending them to the underworld alongside Human Civilization.

The convergence of information in his mind allowed Feng Qi to fully grasp the Lord of the Mist’s scheme.

This fueled his urgent desire to kill the Lord of the Mist.

If not for his repeated journeys through timelines to gather intelligence, he would never have imagined the Lord of the Mist’s ultimate plan to be so terrifying.

Recalling the previous Dream Realm timeline, the Lord of the Mist had always remained entrenched in the West, making no further progress.

He had once wondered what kept the Lord of the Mist stuck there.

It now seemed that the Lord of the Mist was devouring the Blood Mist Clusters that had been pouring in from all directions, rapidly growing in power.

Given enough time to consume all the Flesh and Blood Sacrifices, it might become terrifyingly strong.

[This child is dangerous. He must not be allowed to live!]

Hearing this, Feng Qi nodded in agreement.

The battle between Suction Cup and the Lord of the Mist continued, the Mist Sea gradually shifting westward during the fight.

Feng Qi wanted to join the battle, but he knew that at this level, his participation would be useless.

With time still on his side, he decided to return to the shelter and choose a Mental Assault Technique.

This would lay the groundwork for Lin Ran’s body possession of the Lord of the Mist.

If it didn’t work the first time, they’d try again. If not the second, then the third... Feng Qi believed there was a timeline where Lin Ran would succeed in body possession, gaining all of the Lord of the Mist’s power.

But just as he turned to leave, several spatial vortices suddenly appeared above the Star City Shelter.

These vortices gradually expanded as they spun, and then countless humanoid figures rained down from the sky like raindrops.

These humanoid domain creatures looked remarkably similar to humans, except for the twisted rune patterns etched across their faces, giving them a slightly grotesque appearance.

After landing, these humanoid domain creatures stood rooted to the spot, their expressions blank.

Feng Qi was startled by this sight. He had never encountered such a situation before and had no idea why these humanoid domain creatures had descended here.

Without hesitation, he shifted into his Battle Body Form.

Then, he swung his fist, smashing into a humanoid domain creature that had landed nearby.

Since they were domain creatures, there was no need for negotiation—he just had to fight.

His fist struck the creature’s head, sending it flying and knocking down several other humanoid domain creatures in its wake.

To his surprise, the fallen domain creatures remained motionless, their blank expressions unchanged, and they made no attempt to retaliate.

”Narrator, what’s going on here?” he immediately asked.

[As you can see, this group of domain creatures seems to have fried their brains.]

”Give me a reliable explanation,” Feng Qi couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

[If I’m not mistaken, this domain race was too weak to withstand the Spatial Countercurrent during their journey through the space channel. They were all rendered imbeciles by the backlash.]

Feng Qi: ...

”These idiots dared to invade?”

[Hey, it’s just for fun.]

At that moment, Feng Qi noticed that not all members of the humanoid domain race had fallen into a catatonic state. Some figures were rapidly approaching the Sanctuary Stone Tablet.

Though he didn’t know why they were approaching the tablet, he decisively activated his Blood Source Ability.

As qi blood surged through his body, muscles began to rapidly form.

In an instant, Feng Qi transformed into a humanoid monster over three meters tall, his entire body covered in iron-hard muscle.

Facing the approaching humanoid domain creatures, he stood before the black stele with a savage grin, slowly clenching his fists.

No matter their reason for approaching the shelter, he would simply kill them.

Seeing Feng Qi standing outside the Sanctuary Stone Tablet, the approaching humanoid domain creatures’ expressions changed, and their pace slowed.

After dozens of clansmen gathered, they gritted their teeth and resolutely launched an attack on Feng Qi.

As the humanoid domain creatures closed in, Feng Qi’s clenched fist shot out, striking the head of the foremost creature.

It was like stone colliding with an egg.

The humanoid domain creature’s head instantly exploded, and its body fell backward.

Feng Qi followed up with a second punch, and another humanoid domain creature collapsed.

Their strength was far weaker than Feng Qi had imagined. He finally understood why this domain race had been nearly wiped out as soon as they arrived.

Their physical constitution was pathetically weak, only slightly better than that of ordinary people 1,500 years ago.

With each swing of his fist, every humanoid domain creature that dared approach the Sanctuary Stone Tablet met its demise under his blows.

Faced with Feng Qi’s overwhelming pressure, these humanoid domain creatures grew timid, no longer daring to approach him. They stood at a distance, their expressions conflicted.

It seemed there was something within the shelter they desperately craved.

Yet, intimidated by Feng Qi’s might, they dared not risk their lives to get closer.

Witnessing this, Feng Qi grew curious about what these humanoid domain creatures truly desired.

He also discovered that killing them yielded no innate abilities, only providing him with 3 bloodline evolution points.

[Tsk tsk tsk, so weak they don’t even have innate abilities. If humanity faced only this kind of Domain Force, victory would have been secured long before you were even born.]

Feng Qi: ...

Just as he was about to respond, the Narrator’s surprised voice echoed in his mind:

[Hey, did you see that one-legged guy over there? The one staring at you so warily... Why does he look so familiar?]

Feng Qi turned to look in the direction indicated.

Scanning the distance, he spotted a humanoid domain creature standing with a pronounced lean, its right leg crippled. Its face was covered in intricate rune patterns.

It was currently eyeing him warily, surrounded by a group of other humanoid domain creatures, clearly holding a high status within its race.

As Feng Qi studied the creature, a thought struck him. He couldn’t help but ask curiously, ”Hey, could that be Little Cripple?”

(End of the Chapter)

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