System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and searching for a glimmer of hope in his despair.

Just then, Zhang Hao suddenly spoke up: "Don't panic, everyone. I have a feeling that that direction might lead us out of this miasma."

He pointed in a direction that seemed no different from his surroundings, yet he sensed it inexplicably.

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, but then a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes. Although they didn't know why Zhang Hao was so sure it was that way, they believed that Zhang Hao would not speak without reason.

Actually, Zhang Hao wasn't sure what to do when he first used the celestial navigation ability; his body just instinctively led him in that direction.

Rather than waiting to die, we might as well give it a try.

In that unknown realm tightly shrouded in thick fog, every step felt like entering another world, where light was mercilessly swallowed up, leaving only hazy outlines and endless reverie.

Zhang Hao led the group through this seemingly boundless fog, demonstrating breathtaking leadership and wisdom.

Following Zhang Hao's steps, the group slowly stepped into this area shrouded in mystery.

At first, everyone was filled with curiosity and excitement, but soon that feeling was replaced by the difficulties that followed.

The dense fog not only obscured visibility but also made it difficult to sense direction, as if the whole world had lost its coordinates.

The wind, carrying a biting chill, weaved through the mist, making a mournful sound that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Everyone, stay close to me and don't fall behind."

Zhang Hao's voice echoed in the fog, not loud, but exceptionally firm, like an invisible force that calmed everyone's hearts.

As he moved forward, he instinctively kept adjusting his direction.

Faced with the unknowns shrouded in mist, Zhang Hao always managed to find a way to avoid them in advance.

After several hours of arduous trekking, when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick fog and shone on their faces, everyone in the team was moved to tears.

They finally emerged from the suffocating fog, and a lush green forest came into view, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers—a veritable paradise on earth.

At this moment, all fatigue and hardship vanished, replaced by endless joy and pride.

"Celestial navigation is truly amazing!"

Zhang Hao's voice was filled with excitement and emotion.

He looked back at the team behind him, and everyone's face was beaming with a victorious smile.

"Brother Zhang Hao, you are truly our hero!"

The fat man excitedly hugged Zhang Hao and said excitedly.

His voice echoed through the valley, resonating with everyone present.

"Yes, without my uncle's guidance, we would probably have been lost in this fog long ago."

Wu Tianzhen said gratefully.

Although Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, his gaze remained fixed on Zhang Hao, as if deep in thought.

Just then, the fat man suddenly said, "Brother Zhang Hao, how did you get out of the miasma without any equipment or instruments?"

Also, I noticed you didn't hesitate at all throughout the whole process, as if you were very familiar with this place, and it wasn't your first time here.

"Yeah, now that you mention it, I feel the same way."

Wu Tianzhen echoed.

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Sixth sense!"

He didn't care whether others believed him or not, and just made up some excuse to fool them.

However, his celestial navigation ability is far superior to his sixth sense.

First of all, not everyone has a sixth sense, and even if they do, it's not always accurate.

Celestial navigation is different; in nature, most flying animals have this ability.

Like migratory birds, some migrate thousands of kilometers at a time, but when they return the following year, they can still find the location of the nest from the previous year, relying on celestial navigation.

This formidable ability is truly a treasure.

"Let's not talk about that anymore, it's getting dark soon, let's hurry and find a place to spend the night!"

Seeing that Zhang Hao was unwilling to say more, the fat man changed the subject and urged him on, and then everyone began to search around.

Zhang Hao, Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and Zhang Qilin soon found a huge banyan tree.

This banyan tree, along with several large rocks scattered beside its trunk, became a natural barrier for them to defend against unknown threats at night.

After determining the location, the fat man volunteered to take on the important task of finding firewood. Before long, he brought back a pile of dry branches and fallen leaves, which he carefully piled on the open ground under the banyan tree, ready to ignite the first warmth of the night.

As the flames danced, everything around was bathed in a soft golden hue.

Everyone took out the food they had prepared in advance to grill, and in a short while, the aroma of the food gradually filled the air.

The four sat around the fire, eating and chatting, sharing their stories and hopes for the future.

The firelight reflected on their faces, revealing a long-lost peace and contentment.

As night falls, the rainforest becomes even more mysterious and unpredictable than the day.

To ensure safety, they agreed on the order of night watch, with each person taking turns to be on guard for a period of time.

As fatigue gradually set in, everyone drifted off to sleep, leaving only the fat man's eyes shining in the darkness.

He was the first to keep watch. He got up alone, sat on the other side of the fire, and quietly gazed at the leaping flames, letting his thoughts drift away.

Just then, a soft, rhythmic sound broke the silence of the night.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the sound was crisp and firm, as if telling an ancient story, or as if some unknown creature was whispering in the darkness.

The fat man suddenly raised his head, pricked up his ears, and tried to pinpoint the source of the sound.

Apart from the occasional chirping of insects and the sound of wind, there was nothing else unusual about the surroundings.

But the ticking sound didn't stop; instead, it seemed to grow clearer and closer.

The fat man's heart began to race, and a strange sense of tension welled up within him.

He looked around, trying to find the source of the sound in the darkness.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a boulder not far away, where something seemed to be faintly glowing, flickering gently in rhythm with the ticking sound.

He carefully stood up and quietly approached the boulder, afraid of disturbing anything.

When he finally arrived at the boulder, the sight before him astonished him.

It turned out that the dripping sound did not come from any living creature, but was the crisp sound of rainwater dripping from the branches and leaves of the banyan tree and landing on a stone that had been washed smooth by the rain.

The flickering light was the faint glow of raindrops reflecting off the stones.

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned to the fire and sat down again, watching the fire gradually die down, and added another pile of firewood to it.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. Rainwater should be transparent and odorless, but the liquid that had just dripped onto the stone was bright red and had a strong smell of blood.