703 The Night Immortal King! (2/2)

Wang Baole shook his head and was about to continue forward. Then, the expression on his face shifted slightly. He tilted his face to his right. On the horizon, mist was gathering, transforming into thick waves of fog that spilled outward in all directions.

The Mystic Trace Fog! Wang Baole's lips twitched upwards into a slight grin. It was almost fond of it. If not for the Mystic Trace Fog, he might not have survived the Mystic Luna Realm back then. Instead, his bones would be dust on the moon now.

The sight of the Mystic Trace Fog warmed Wang Baole slightly. He shifted and headed for the Mystic Trace Fog. Within the blink of an eye, he appeared next to it. Wang Baole allowed the fog to envelop him.

The fog obscured his vision, and he could sense waves of energy within the fog washing over him, trying to teleport him away.

\”Interesting,\” Wang Baole muttered to himself. Even though he had used the Mystic Trace Fog in his creation of the Mystic Trace Bead, he was still in the dark about how the Mystic Trace Fog actually worked. He had only been borrowing its unique capabilities for teleportation then. However, his level of cultivation was now much higher than when he had first encountered the Mystic Trace Fog. The giant corpse had fallen silent after its first roar, so Wang Baole wasn't in a hurry. He decided to step deeper into the fog.

The waves of energy that were washing over him transformed into a tiny stream. Wang Baole didn't even need to activate his cultivation. He allowed his body to advance, and it freed itself easily from the fog's attempt to teleport him. It didn't take long for Wang Baole's curiosity to be piqued once again. As he continued deeper into the fog, the forces of teleportation intensified gradually, to a point where he was nearly affected. Wang Baole had to unleash his cultivation at this point in order to fight against the forces of teleportation.

I couldn't figure it out then. I wonder if… I can make out what this Mystic Trace Fog is exactly now! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He allowed his spiritual senses to extend and scan the Mystic Trace Fog.

The image of the Mystic Trace Fog appeared in his mind immediately. He maneuvered his senses and amplified the fog in his head. It took the activation of ninety percent of his spiritual senses before he finally managed to see what the fog was truly made up of. His pupils contracted instantly at that moment.

This is… Through his spiritual senses, he saw the true form of the fog—countless bugs the size of bacteria!

Bugs that weren't living—bug corpses!

They had long, tube-like forms that were translucent and slightly yellowed, as well as twin feelers on both ends of a body that was distinctly divided into three segments!

What kind of bug is this? Their corpses possess the ability of teleportation! A startled Wang Baole raised his right hand. The devouring seed inside his body started churning, and his Stellar Nascent Soul opened its eyes. His cultivation and the devouring seed unleashed their powers at the same time, causing a strong suction force to erupt from Wang Baole's palm.

The surrounding fog began to distort in form, the spread of the fog suddenly disrupted as it began to gather instead around Wang Baole. A vortex materialized as the devouring seed unleashed its full power and drew more fog towards it. Wang Baole transformed completely into a vortex, which stopped the spread of the Mystic Trace Fog entirely. Instead, it curled into itself, towards Wang Baole.

An observer standing a distance away would see the fog's gradual thinning while Wang Baole's form grew increasingly distinct. The fog finally disappeared completely. In Wang Baole's right hand, a small yellow sphere that was the size of a fist appeared!

Wang Baole studied the sphere in his hand carefully. He didn't recognize the bugs at all, but his gut told him that there might be some other use for this sphere. He sealed it and threw it into his storage bag before flying off.

He flew across the visible side of the moon and finally stepped onto the dark side of the moon. He crossed past battlefields. Be it Moon Spirits, beasts with eyes all over their bodies, or the more powerful Night Immortals, all stopped at the sight of Wang Baole. The former would shudder upon seeing Wang Baole, while the latter… after the initial moment of stillness, would fall to their feet as if kowtowing to him!

The Night Immortals' reactions sent Wang Baole into a contemplative silence. He could feel the green lotus inside his devouring seed swaying slightly. He finally arrived in the central region of the dark side of the moon. He stepped into the valley that he had barely crawled out of alive the last time he was there!

Wang Baole stood in the valley and eyed the ruins before him. He stared at the cavern, what remained of the former valley, and fell silent. Then, he lowered his head and gazed into the darkness of the cavern. After a long while, he finally whispered, \”Night Immortal King, do you still… possess a mind of your own?\”