Hijacking the Timeline

A hoarse, low murmur echoed through the dense gray mist—a mental attack from the Lord of the Mist.

This demonic whisper preyed on the target’s deepest fears and negative emotions, effectively weakening their combat prowess. It was particularly potent against those with weak wills.

The ability also served as a test of the target’s strength. The stronger the individual’s willpower, the more resistant they were to the mental bewitchment.

Feng Qi and Mu Qing had been constantly sensing for the Lord of the Mist’s presence since entering the mist domain field. When the whispers began, they pinpointed his exact location.

This was the perfect moment to strike. Continuing to feign weakness would likely mean dying without ever seeing their enemy.

Old Mist’s method of killing prey involved absorbing their blood through the gray mist, eliminating the need to reveal himself.

During their shared years of growth, Old Mist had been fascinated by human mythology, studying the origins of human society and its development. It was during this time that he learned about vampires.

He scoffed at these mythical creatures who needed to physically bite their victims, deeming the method crude and vulnerable to counterattacks from enemies feigning death. He believed that manipulating qi blood was the most efficient way to absorb blood.

Therefore, once Old Mist’s location was confirmed, they had to strike decisively. Delay would only invite complications.

Hearing Feng Qi’s shout, Mu Qing instantly entered combat mode.

Jade-colored light rapidly enveloped her, her qi blood surging like a rising sun, its scorching heat pushing back the surrounding gray mist.

As Mu Qing’s fist struck out, a hurricane of force surged forward, the terrifying pressure distorting the very air. Her overwhelming power erupted in an instant, cleaving through the dense mist ahead.

The fierce wind whipped Feng Qi’s face, stinging his cheeks and forcing him to squint.

Boom!

Like a thunderclap, the violent force tore through the mist, creating a clear zone over a kilometer long.

A familiar mist face materialized at the far end.

His expression was one of shock, clearly astonished that his prey had suddenly unleashed such terrifying power.

As he stood frozen in surprise, the earth beneath Mu Qing’s feet shattered, and her figure vanished. In the next instant, she reappeared directly in front of the mist face.

The Lord of the Mist reacted swiftly, retreating decisively as the terrifying pressure closed in.

But Mu Qing’s second punch followed immediately.

Her fist intent locked onto the retreating Lord of the Mist, and her fist struck out with explosive force.

The dense qi blood, as radiant as the sun, scorched the mist, causing it to hiss and rapidly dissipate.

Though seemingly a physical attack, this punch contained terrifying energy. Mu Qing’s sun-like qi blood proved particularly devastating to the mist.

Even the Lord of the Mist couldn’t easily absorb or dissipate qi blood of this intensity.

Though the punch didn’t strike the Lord of the Mist directly, the unleashed fist wind, carrying jade-colored light, transformed into a fist shadow that slammed into the mist.

The mist face shattered instantly, unable to withstand even a second.

But the mist face quickly reformed in mid-air. Glaring angrily at Mu Qing, who was still charging up another punch, the Lord of the Mist demanded coldly:

”We have no quarrel! Why do you attack me?!”

”We don’t, but your ’good brother’ wants you dead! I’m just taking his money and doing the job!” Mu Qing retorted with mock seriousness.

Feng Qi: ...

Hearing this from afar, Feng Qi cursed inwardly. Where did she learn this? She’s gone bad!

The Lord of the Mist froze, stunned. He was certain no such character existed in his memories. His clansmen had all perished while forging a path through the mist domain field, leaving him the sole survivor to descend to the human world with the core of the mist domain field. How could he possibly have a brother?

Realizing this, he declared sternly:

”I think there’s been a misunderstanding. You’ve mistaken your target!”

”No misunderstanding here—it’s you!” Mu Qing’s body shimmered with jade-colored light as her qi blood surged like a tidal wave, her body entering a state of extreme operational readiness.

”Tell me, who is he?”

”Feng Qi!”

With that, Mu Qing suddenly threw a punch, the rapidly formed fist shadow instantly shattering the mist face.

Before the Lord of the Mist could reform, a series of jade-colored, flowing light fist shadows followed in rapid succession.

Under the relentless barrage, the energy stored within the gray mist was rapidly depleted, preventing the Lord of the Mist from reconstituting its misty form.

Realizing that continuing the battle would only worsen its disadvantage, the surrounding mist began to rapidly contract and coalesce.

Countless ghostly claws formed from the gray mist rained down from the sky.

Simultaneously, the figure of a handsome young man with purple hair and eyes flickered into existence within the gray mist, eventually solidifying.

The moment his body fully materialized, he vanished from his spot, narrowly evading Mu Qing’s fully charged punch.

But before he could land and regain his footing, Mu Qing’s figure had already appeared behind him.

Boom!

The Lord of the Mist’s head took the full force of the punch, his body tilting violently as he was slammed into the ground, his entire head buried in the earth.

As Mu Qing’s follow-up attack was about to land...

The Lord of the Mist’s body suddenly expanded into a swirling mist, coiling around Mu Qing’s form in an attempt to restrain her.

In the past, the gray mist had rapidly corroded flesh and drained qi blood from living beings upon contact. But when it touched the jade-colored mist enveloping Mu Qing’s body, it hissed and began to dissolve rapidly.

The Lord of the Mist’s power was completely countered by Mu Qing.

Feng Qi realized that the Lord of the Mist wasn’t actually weak at this point. The injuries he had sustained during his ascent of the Heaven-Reaching Road had clearly healed significantly, far from the weakened state he had been in when they first met, his source damaged.

In the previous timeline, after his battle with Mu Qing, the Lord of the Mist had taken years to gradually recover.

The primary issue had been the damage to his source.

During that period, the Lord of the Mist’s combat strength had plummeted severely.

Otherwise, Feng Qi wouldn’t have needed to risk his life so often to protect him.

(End of the Chapter)

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