Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 676 The Extraterrestrial Beasts of the Past! (Two Chapters Combined)

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the foggy land, the distant sound of waves crashing could be faintly heard, and the salty smell of the sea was very strong.

The air was also very humid, giving one the feeling that even the nine brightest suns in the sky couldn't dispel the dampness.

The group stood in the thick fog, with patches of sand and a few withered grass branches beneath their feet.

Looking back at the bushes they had emerged from, Tang Kecha and the other two were all pale-faced, looking utterly exhausted and dejected.

This journey across the thicket was truly agonizing for them; they emerged from it with a daring narrow escape, as if they had just survived a tribulation.

"Finally... finally out!" Tang Kecha's almost lifeless eyes finally regained their sparkle.

The sound of the waves was so pleasant to hear, as if the long-awaited celestial fruit was finally within reach.

If this conviction hadn't remained in his heart, he might not have even been able to persevere all the way.

Song Changming looked at the God-Devouring Blade in his hand.

At this moment, the God-Devouring Blade radiated a unique and precious brilliance. Both its spirit and the blade itself seemed to have undergone a complete reforging and a tremendous enhancement.

We were able to get through the thickets and bushes without any problems thanks to this knife.

As for the God-Devouring Blade, it was only natural that it would be strengthened because it had absorbed too much 'nutrients'.

Song Changming flicked his wrist and lightly swung the blade. He didn't exert any force, but the blade's power was significantly stronger than before he entered this thicket. It easily broke through the fog, and the blade's energy stretched for thousands of meters!

This is the power that the treasured sword possesses itself.

If Song Changming were to unleash his full power, the might of this treasured sword would only become more pronounced!
"I didn't expect to gain this much," Song Changming chuckled to himself.

The fact that his knife could become stronger was naturally a good thing for him, at least for the time being, he no longer had to worry about the blade breaking due to a dull blade.

After all, he now possesses the flesh and blood of a giant weighing millions of pounds, and his physical strength and power are constantly increasing.

Who knows when he might break the God-Devouring Blade in his hand again.

Now that the treasured sword has been enhanced, he feels a little more at ease.

"Don't be too happy yet. We've only just left that thicket of bushes; we're not out of danger yet," Song Changming said calmly, still holding his sword, which remained unsheathed.

Upon hearing this, Tang Kecha and the other two felt a chill run down their spines.

Upon closer inspection, the surrounding fog did not thin out; instead, it became even thicker, like a pot of thick soup that could not be dissolved.

Fran could sense that something was wrong, and the malevolent soul power contained within the thick fog terrified her even more.

“This fog is strange!” Fran muttered to herself.

"What do you mean?" Tang Kecha asked, staring wide-eyed.

“The evil here has actually intensified once we leave the jungle and bushes!” Fran truthfully recounted the changes she had sensed.

"This situation can only indicate one possibility."

Tang Kecha's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood what Fran meant.

"The source of the mutation isn't in that jungle, it's here!" Tang Kecha said in a hoarse voice.

"No, to be more precise, this thick fog is the source of the mutation!"

It must be said that although Tang Kecha's strength was ordinary, he did have a lot of experience.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the thick fog suddenly surged up.

More mist condensed like water, and Tang Kecha and the other two seemed to sense something and instantly fell silent.

Along with it came boundless malice.

If these evil thoughts are scattered, they will not seem like a problem, but if they accumulate endlessly, they will cause a great terror rarely seen in the world!
A gentle breeze swept across the tense faces of Tang Kecha and the other two, but it was not comfortable; they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, experiencing a bone-chilling cold.

The next moment, a slender figure emerged from the thick fog.

Its figure was over three meters tall, its head was hairless, oval-shaped, and had two wriggling fleshy growths.

His eyes were long and narrow, extending to the back of his head. He had no nose, and his mouth was exaggeratedly split open, revealing long, sharp teeth.

Its neck is long and thin, its body is shriveled, and its bones are only covered by a thin layer of skin, making them very prominent.

"What, what is this?" Fran asked nervously.

Song Changming narrowed his eyes, his face serious. He recognized this guy!

They were the very culprits who invaded Kyushu and caused the catastrophe that destroyed the world.

What appeared before us was that strange beast from beyond the realm!
"I see!" Song Changming seemed to understand something and murmured to himself.

These so-called extraterrestrial monsters are actually mutated creatures formed by absorbing the evil thoughts that drift between heaven and earth.

To put it simply, this fog has come to life!
However, they do not become spirits by absorbing spiritual energy or by seizing the creation of heaven and earth; they are evil spirits born purely from the accumulation of evil thoughts.

"But what a coincidence that I encountered the evil spirit of the fog here?"

"Could it be that it originated from the same source as the wave of extraterrestrial monsters that appeared in Kyushu?"

Song Changming pondered this in his heart, feeling that it might not be a coincidence.

The original continent was vast, and he had only been here for a short two or three months, passing through only the eastern and western parts of this plateau.

This led him to encounter the evil spirit of the fog in this place, and there must be a reason for this.

Song Changming leans towards one possibility.

His location on the original continent was closest to that of Kyushu.

Let's speculate boldly: if this thick fog is connected to the fog that shrouded the Nine Provinces, then the evil spirits in this fog are the same kind of extraterrestrial beasts that wreaked havoc on the Nine Provinces back then.

Delving deeper into this possibility, could there be an 'entrance' here that connects to Kyushu?
All the other small worlds have paths to the primordial continent, but the Nine Provinces where he is located do not.

Is it possible that a "Road to Heaven" also exists in Kyushu, but this road is obscured by a thick fog, and no one can go there anymore?

Thinking of this, Song Changming couldn't help but look around, realizing that things weren't so simple after all.

If it were merely a dense fog obscuring the view, Emperor Yuan back then shouldn't have been so helpless.

Before Song Changming could think further, the mutated mist spirit had already pounced on them.

Fran's Holy Light spell, Tang Kecha's Iron Folding Fan, and Bi Yougen's Arrow could all injure this mutated Mist Spirit, but none of them could kill it.

As the thick fog rolled in, the mutated fog spirit stretched out its long arm and tried to grab the three of them and put them into its mouth.

Song Changming also tried to slash at it with his long sword.

Previously, he had only witnessed the power of these mutated mist spirits in ancient images, and these mutated mist spirits were also a huge dark cloud hanging over Kyushu for countless years.

It exists in history as a cataclysmic event, and if it were to return one day, the Nine Provinces would cease to exist!
For a long time, these were also a heavy burden on Song Changming's heart, weighing on his mind for a very long time. It wasn't until Song Changming personally slew the sealed Star-Devouring Dragon that this heavy burden was finally removed from his heart.

He thought the so-called cataclysmic disaster had come to an end, but now he has encountered the alien beast from back then again!
Right here on this primordial continent!
Compared to Tang Kecha and the other two's simple fear of this mutated mist spirit, Song Changming's feelings about facing this guy were undoubtedly much more complicated.

boom!
This strike was delivered with all his might, unleashing over three thousand bursts of dragon energy, which directly cleaved the mutated mist spirit's body in two.

The fog was thick and hazy; the fog essence dissipated, and the evil thoughts returned to the fog itself.

then.

The second head, the third head, the fourth head.
One after another, mutated mist spirits, seemingly copied and pasted, emerged from the surging fog and appeared before the group.

A chilling malice pressed down on the group from all directions, making even simple breathing extremely difficult.

"Follow me." Song Changming said expressionlessly, then strode forward, carrying his long sword.

Tang Kecha and the other two hurriedly followed.

In their current predicament, if they didn't follow Song Changming, it would be another dead end for them.

Song Changming brandished his longsword, slashing and annihilating the mutated mist spirits that came towards him.

If we disregard their former reputation as world-destroying beasts, these mutated mist spirits are actually not too difficult for Song Changming to kill now.

Song Changming's mastery of the Witch Clan's cultivation, coupled with the Devouring God Blade's ability to restrain these mutated creatures, made him invincible here.

However, the truly troublesome aspect of these mutated mist spirits is that they are immortal and indestructible!

Even if Song Changming slashed them with his sword, used the power of thunder and fire, and the power of a grandmaster to obliterate them, these mutated mist spirits would return to the fog itself after dissipating, and then be condensed again by evil thoughts, in an endless cycle.

Under such circumstances, as long as the fog doesn't dissipate, these mutated fog spirits will never be completely eradicated.

Just as Tang Kecha said, the source of this alienation is this never-dispersing fog!

Under the thick fog, Song Changming couldn't even see where the road ahead lay, and could only listen to the sound of the sea as he fought his way through.

They thought they were very close to the sea, but Song Changming fought for two days and two nights before finally breaking out of the thick fog!
Emerging from the thick fog, the view suddenly brightened, revealing an expansive vista.

The sand beneath my feet stretches out before me to the shimmering blue sea in the distance!
Song Changming couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling much more at ease.

Looking back, the thick fog rolled behind me, but it seemed to draw a dividing line, blocked by an invisible energy field, clearly separated from the sand under my feet, and not even half of it dissipated!
Looking up, the thick fog seemed to connect with the sky, forming a pure white, solid wall!

"This thick fog here is truly bizarre," Song Changming thought to himself.

The three students in the class then rushed out of the thick fog in a panic, and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Song Changming.

Just as they were following him, Song Changming suddenly vanished into thin air, which really startled the three of them.

Fortunately, this was due to the thick fog.

"Finally out," Fran said weakly, her face pale and bloodless.

Tang Kecha, on the other hand, had become excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"The sea! I can see the sea!" Tang Kecha exclaimed with delight, pointing to the sea at the end of the beach.

Even Bi Yougen, who is usually reserved, showed excitement on his face.

The journey to find the immortal fruit has been incredibly difficult for them, and now they are finally seeing a glimmer of hope.

"Don't be too happy yet. We can't be sure that this is the Penglai Sea," Song Changming said.

He didn't want to be cynical, but that's just how it is.

Seeing a sea is not their destination.

"What Master says is true." Tang Kecha's initially excited mood gradually calmed down.

“Let’s go, let’s go see the sea,” Song Changming said.

As for the mutated fog behind him, he is not strong enough at the moment, but one day he will come back to explore this mutated fog and find out whether there is a spatial passage connecting Kyushu here.

Even without that 'passage', he would still dispel this thick fog and destroy the source of the mutation here!

For no other reason than that the mist spirits here are exactly the same as the strange beasts from beyond the Nine Provinces!
As we approached the sea, the salty, damp smell of the seawater wafted in the air, and huge waves would occasionally crash onto the beach, sweeping away countless grains of sand and stones.

The beach wasn't empty; there were shrimp, crabs, and sea turtles digging holes everywhere.

Large birds would occasionally fly down from the sky in search of food, sometimes snatching fish washed ashore, and sometimes picking up a small turtle.

For the time being, the situation at the beach does not appear dangerous.

However, Song Changming and his companions did not dare to be careless. Their experiences along the way had taught them that there was no truly safe place on this primordial continent.

If you let your guard down, death could come at any moment to claim your life.

Song Changming did not rush out to sea, but instead explored along the coast.

If we can find a weak local sea monster, then we only need to question it a bit to find out whether this is the Penglai Sea or not.

The golden sand grains shimmered in the sunlight, like gold.

A large fish, about ten meters long, lay on the beach, only twenty or thirty meters from the sea, and had been dead for some time.

At this moment, hundreds of birds flew over and gathered on top to enjoy this rare and delicious meat and blood delicacy.

As Song Changming and his group approached, the birds watched them warily, spreading their wings and screeching repeatedly, trying to scare them away.

"Go away, all of you, get out of here."

Tang Kecha impatiently waved his iron folding fan, and a strong wind blew all the birds away, some of them falling into the sea not far away.

"Master, this is a water monster, but unfortunately it has been dead for three days." Fran could tell at a glance that there was a certain spiritual aura emanating from the large fish's corpse.

This is one of the characteristics of creatures from mountains and seas that have become sentient.

The preciousness of its flesh and blood lies in the spiritual essence formed after these creatures have diligently absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Consuming it can enhance the cultivation and spiritual practice of other living beings, and also help them to gain wisdom and become spirits.

Once the spiritual energy dissipates, the corpses of these spirits will lose their extraordinary nature, become ordinary, and eventually decay and rot.

Of course, even if the flesh and blood of a spirit rots, it is still far more useful than that of an ordinary wild beast, which is why those flocks of birds were so unwilling to be driven away.

Song Changming shook his head and continued walking forward, his eyes gleaming as he scanned his surroundings.

Suddenly, his gaze froze, and with a swift movement, he vanished from his spot in an instant, kicking up a few specks of sand.

More than twenty miles away on the coast, beside several dark, charred rocks, the water rippled and soon a large eddy was formed.

Immediately afterwards, a huge old turtle climbed out of the water and began to dry its salty, wet body.

The old tortoise emanated faint spiritual energy, undoubtedly a spirit that had long been a sentient being.

(End of this chapter)