God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

The giant beast let out a final unwilling roar, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"We won!" Pan Yue shouted excitedly.

Murong Xue's eyes were filled with admiration when she saw Chu Feng defeat the giant beast. She excitedly threw herself into Chu Feng's arms and hugged him tightly. "Chu Feng, you are so amazing!"

Chu Feng also took the opportunity to hug Murong Xue, feeling the soft and gentle body in his arms, and a warm current surged in his heart. He gently patted Murong Xue's back and said softly, "It's okay, everything is over."

Night Watch Supervisor Li and the families of the missing persons also came over, their faces filled with shock and admiration. They had never expected that these two young trainee Night Watchmen could defeat such a powerful creature.

The noise of the battle gradually subsided and the lake returned to calm, but a tense atmosphere still hung in the air.

Chu Feng's gaze was drawn to an ancient tree hollow not far from the lake. Half buried in the earth, half exposed to the air, its bark mottled, as if weathered by countless years. A mysterious aura emanated from the depths of the hollow, as if silently revealing an ancient secret.

He took a step forward and walked towards the tree hole. "Wait," Murong Xue suddenly said, "there..."

"What happened there?" Chu Feng stopped and looked at Murong Xue in confusion.

Murong Xue hesitated to speak, her eyes flickering, and finally shook her head, "Nothing, just... be careful."

Night Watch Supervisor Li snorted coldly, "It's just good luck. Do you really think you are a hero? Who knows what strange things there are in this remote wilderness?" His tone was full of disdain, which made Chu Feng feel a little uncomfortable.

"Supervisor Li, it's better to be safe than sorry." Pan Yue walked to Chu Feng and responded lightly.

Chu Feng ignored the supervisor's taunts and calmly analyzed the surroundings of the tree hole. The vegetation around the tree hole was unusually lush, forming a stark contrast to the somewhat desolate surroundings. He squatted down and carefully observed the ground, discovering traces that would be difficult for ordinary people to detect—tiny claw marks, messy fallen leaves, and some subtle silk threads that shimmered faintly in the setting sun.

Pan Yue also squatted down and followed Chu Feng's gaze. "What are these...?"

Chu Feng didn't say anything, simply extending his fingers and lightly touching the threads. The threads were cold and smooth, with a very strange feel. "It seems like they were left by some creature..."

A faint mist began to emanate from the tree hole, spreading silently and shrouding the surrounding scenery in a hazy haze. "Be careful!" Chu Feng stepped back cautiously and grabbed Pan Yue's arm.

"This fog..." Pan Yue squinted his eyes, trying to see the scene in the fog, but found that everything in front of him was blurry and he could not see anything clearly.

The fog grew thicker, and the surrounding trees, lakes, and even Murong Xue and Supervisor Li, who were so close, gradually disappeared into the white. A feeling of unease spread in Chu Feng's heart.

A light voice suddenly rang out from the mist, a hint of teasing in its tone. "Welcome to my maze..."

"These are... traces left by some kind of creature, and there's quite a few of them. They're probably small and agile." Chu Feng stood up and scanned the surroundings sharply, trying to identify the owner of these traces. "They seem to be moving around the tree hole, perhaps related to the secret within."

Pan Yue's eyes flashed with admiration, "Chu Feng, your observation skills are amazing. You can even find such subtle clues."

Chu Feng ignored Pan Yue's compliments. He was more concerned about the danger hidden behind the fog. "We must be careful. This fog appeared too suddenly. I'm afraid it's not a natural phenomenon."

"Tsk, you're just being mysterious," Supervisor Li curled his lips in disdain. "Isn't it just a little fog? What's the big deal?" As he said this, he strode forward, as if trying to prove his fearlessness.

"Supervisor Li, wait!" Chu Feng tried to stop him, but Supervisor Li ignored him and walked straight into the thick fog.

"Supervisor Li!" Murong Xue exclaimed and rushed into the fog.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue exchanged a glance and sighed helplessly. "Let's go in too. It seems we can only take it one step at a time," Chu Feng said, walking into the mist first. Pan Yue followed closely behind.

In the fog, visibility was extremely low, practically pitch-black. Chu Feng advanced cautiously, constantly alert to any movement around him. He felt something moving in the mist, gently brushing against his cheek, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Be careful!" Pan Yue's voice suddenly came from behind.

Chu Feng turned around suddenly, but saw only a vast expanse of white mist. "Pan Yue? Where are you?"

"I'm here!" Pan Yue's voice came from another direction, sounding a little vague.

Chu Feng's heart sank, he knew they had fallen into the trap of the mist elves. The mist not only obscured their vision, but also disrupted their hearing, making it difficult for them to distinguish the direction.

A light voice echoed through the mist again, a hint of teasing in its tone. "Lost your way? Poor intruder..."

"Who is it? Come out!" Chu Feng shouted sternly.

A faint, indistinct figure emerged from the mist. As it gradually became clearer, a butterfly-winged elf appeared before them. It had long silver hair, emerald green eyes, and a mischievous smile.

"Mist elves!" Chu Feng recognized the creature immediately. In the world of "Slaying Gods", mist elves were the guardians of the forest, able to manipulate the mist and confuse intruders.

The mist elf chuckled, "Correct! But now you are my prisoners."

Chu Feng gripped the sword tightly, his eyes determined. "We won't be caught that easily!"

The mist elf smiled contemptuously, "Really? Then let me see what you can do!" It waved the staff in its hand, and the surrounding mist began to roll, forming whirlpools, sweeping towards Chu Feng and Pan Yue.

Pan Yue stood in front of Chu Feng, quickly forming hand seals. A golden barrier appeared before them, blocking the incoming mist vortex. "Chu Feng, I'll hold it back. You go find Murong Xue and Supervisor Li!"

Chu Feng didn't hesitate. He knew now wasn't the time to be a hero. He had to find Murong Xue and Supervisor Li as soon as possible, and then together they could find a way to escape this foggy maze. He took a deep breath and ran deeper into the fog.

"Want to run? Not that easy!" The mist elf shouted, and her figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

"Pan Yue, be careful!" Before Chu Feng finished speaking, he heard a muffled groan from behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw Pan Yue being blown away by a powerful force and falling heavily to the ground. The figure of the mist elf appeared beside Pan Yue, the staff in his hand flashing with a dangerous light...

Chu Feng's heart sank. Without a second thought, he turned and rushed towards the mist elf. The mist elf was light and graceful, like a falling leaf, appearing and disappearing in the mist. Chu Feng swung his sword, but always struck empty. The mist elf's laughter echoed in the mist, with a hint of mockery.

"You think you can catch me with just this little ability? You're really overestimating yourself!"

Chu Feng gritted his teeth, realizing that this wasn't going to work. He had to find a way to restrict the Mist Elves' movements. He looked around, his gaze settling on the tall trees. An idea flashed through his mind.

He no longer blindly chased the mist elf, but used the surrounding trees as cover, constantly changing positions to disrupt the mist elf's judgment. Although the mist elf was very fast, its advantage was limited in the dense woods.

"Damn humans!" The mist elf seemed to have sensed Chu Feng's intention, and there was a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Chu Feng seized the opportunity and suddenly jumped onto a big tree, looking down at the mist elf from above. The mist elf's figure flickered under the tree, and it seemed a little panicked and couldn't find Chu Feng's trace.

"Pan Yue, help me!" Chu Feng shouted.

"Alright!" Although Pan Yue was injured, he still tried his best to provide support to Chu Feng. He waved his staff, and golden light shot towards the mist elf, forcing it to dodge continuously.

Murong Xue stood aside, looking at Chu Feng nervously, her eyes full of worry. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, silently praying in her heart that Chu Feng would be safe.

Chu Feng seized the opportunity and leaped down from the tree. The long sword in his hand, with a sharp sword energy, pierced the mist elf. The mist elf was unable to dodge and was scratched by the sword energy, and let out a sharp cry.

"You...how dare you hurt me!"

The mist elf roared angrily, and the surrounding fog became thicker, almost blocking all vision. Chu Feng did not dare to be careless, he knew that this was the mist elf's last struggle.

He held his breath and, with his keen senses, detected the location of the Mist Elf. He swung his sword again, and this time, the blade accurately pierced the Mist Elf's body.

The mist elf let out a shrill scream, and its figure gradually dissipated, eventually turning into dots of fluorescent light and disappearing into the mist.

The surrounding fog gradually dissipated, revealing its original appearance. Pan Yue struggled to stand up and walked to Chu Feng with a relieved smile on his face.

"Chu Feng, you are so amazing!"

Murong Xue also came over and gently pulled the corner of Chu Feng's clothes, her eyes full of concern.

"Are you OK?"

Chu Feng sensed Murong Xue's worry, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

"Let's go in." Murong Xue's gaze turned to the ancient tree hole, with a hint of imperceptible complex emotions in her tone.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue exchanged a glance and nodded. They followed Murong Xue toward the tree hole. A thicker mist emerged from the tree hole, and the mist seemed to have life, constantly wriggling...

Murong Xue stopped and glanced back at Chu Feng. Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything. She turned and walked into the tree hole, her figure quickly disappearing into the thick fog...