Ning Feng was unsure of the specific meaning of this scene, and he had no intention of finding out. He simply observed his surroundings and then fixed his gaze on the boy named Wu Qi.
Powerful and wild, brimming with vitality, it is a unique being that exudes strength and confidence simply by looking at it.
"Uchi?"
Thinking about the male part of that deity, Ning Feng pondered silently.
Is that your name?
Or is this the name most deeply etched in your memory?
"This is really interesting..."
Ning Feng originally only planned to act as a kamikaze courier to deliver his own mental pollution bomb, but he didn't expect to encounter such a situation.
After thinking for a moment, Ning Feng did not immediately decide to corrupt the other party. Instead, he turned around and followed his intuition, walking in another direction.
Shortly after Ning Feng left silently, Wu Qi, who was still enjoying the fruits of his victory, suddenly turned around without warning and looked at Ning Feng's back.
Frowning, Uchi sensed a strange danger emanating from that figure.
Who is that?
...
...
Before long, Ning Feng noticed a change; a dense forest suddenly appeared before him.
"That's grassland and sand over there, and this is jungle? You need to put in a little more effort."
Despite his muttering complaints, Ning Feng didn't stop and went straight inside.
It was as if he had pierced through an invisible membrane, and he could no longer feel anything behind him. What Ning Feng felt was a more primal yet completely different aura.
If the previous scent was human, then the scent now flowing into the nasal cavity is the scent of nature.
"oh?"
Ning Feng stopped in place but did not take a step immediately because he sensed a distinct difference.
Unlike the bustling training grounds of the past, the jungle was lush with vegetation, but there was not a trace of life in it; everything was quiet.
It was so quiet that Ning Feng could even clearly hear his own heartbeat.
When a person is left with only themselves in the world, an indescribable sense of loneliness will sweep over them and constantly try to devour their spirit.
But it didn't work.
It was of no use to Ning Feng, at least.
He didn't feel suffocated in the atmosphere; instead, a strange, familiar feeling resurfaced in his mind once again.
"I seem to have walked in such a forest before, for a very long time... When?"
As he started walking, the memories of Mohu that he couldn't recall before gradually became clearer, and Ning Feng began to be able to recall some unclear details.
I seemed to have lost consciousness at that time, like a walking corpse that could only lift its legs forward... Where did I finally stop?
"It looks like... a flower field?"
right!
A flower field where only white exists, and hidden deep within it...
What was hidden there?
Ning Feng was so engrossed in thought that he forgot all about the dangers outside and focused all his energy on thinking.
As he recalled it, nothing unexpected happened outside; the dense forest seemed to be just a special and tranquil place.
Just as Ning Feng was traveling smoothly and about to pass through the jungle, he suddenly felt a gaze coming from behind him.
Following his instincts, Ning Feng suddenly turned around the moment he took the last step.
He saw a huge dark shadow!
Deep in the dense forest, a pair of cold, dark yellow eyes were silently watching him.
She was there from the very beginning, silently observing his every move.
This dangerous entity had been patient all along, but finally couldn't hold back any longer and revealed a flaw.
Sensing the vibrant killing intent, Ning Feng awoke from his reverie and blinked.
With half his body already gone, he suddenly smiled at the dark figure:
"Don't worry, I'll be back."
It definitely will.
soon.
...
...
Beyond the jungle lay a swamp reeking of foul odors.
In the middle of the swamp, a wooden hut covered with the bones of various animals caught Ning Feng's attention.
Shaman?
Looking at the shaman's wooden hut in front of him, Ning Feng was about to take a step when he suddenly stopped.
Um?
It has a strong sense of déjà vu.
"In the middle of the flower field, there seems to be... a wooden house?"
And inside that wooden house...
Thinking of this, Ning Feng turned around without saying a word. Only after he returned to the dense forest did he vaguely hear a piercing roar behind him:
Aaaaaah!
It was a woman, howling evilly and madly.
However, when the poisonous fog erupted from the wooden house and swept to the edge of the jungle, a fierce aura burst forth from the forest and dispersed the fog.
"...Sure enough, there's an evil woman inside."
Who was it again?
"It's not important, but...hehe."
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips. Ning Feng stood nonchalantly in the jungle, ignoring the prying eyes lurking deep within the dense forest, and muttered to himself:
"So that's how it is. This answer is really not surprising."
The first god was so absorbed in his own memories that he was almost unaware of the changes.
The second god can only observe, but cannot interfere.
The third god can intervene, but dares not take the initiative, fearing the surrounding area.
"The three are interconnected, yet they also check and balance each other."
Ning Feng smiled and shook his head, sighing at his misjudgment:
"I was wrong at first. You are not allies. The balance between you is actually very fragile."
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