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Chapter 579 - 378: The Source of Disaster!_3

Chapter 579: Chapter 378: The Source of Disaster!_3

After she finished speaking, she frantically sent message after message on her mental panel @ing Xing Jinglei, pleading with him to cooperate and at least not blow their cover!

This was an unorthodox use of the panel’s function, which required both parties to be within a close distance to privately chat with another senior member of the organization, similar to calling a mentor.

Xing Jinglei opened his mouth and his throat moved slightly, but he ultimately didn’t make a sound.

He sighed and fell into silence.

Just as his companion had pointed out, the blood-soaked man looked like a fading hero, stirring a sense of bitterness in the hearts of many onlookers.

Lady of the Palace originally had a certain number of contribution points on the verge of escaping her lips, but she swallowed them back and offered a new amount that was twice as much as before. She looked around at the others—no one objected. In fact, some felt it was too little.

Xi Guang Sword Saint, Chen Tianxuan, then said, "Brother Xing’s actions not only caught two Deep Abyss Demon Chapter Kings but also spared many from severe injuries, preserving the team’s strength to the maximum extent. I think he deserves even more."

In the end, Xing Jinglei’s contribution was set at three times the initial amount.

That far surpassed the numbers of Lady of the Palace and Elder Nanli.

Once the spoils of war were divided, Yiluo Xi shared the loot with the burly Xing, her eyes curving like crescents, barely holding back her laughter.

Looking at Xing Jinglei again, although he suppressed his Smelting Furnace Immortal Body’s self-healing instinct, most of his wounds had already healed. It was only the thick crusts of dried blood that made it hard to tell.

Had he been just a bit slower, he would have returned to full health.

...

...

Xing Jinglei, who had been diagnosed as ’severely injured’, stayed near the Palace, taking this opportunity to observe the core device, the ’Detection Tower’, up close.

The tower was ready and began operation with a steady rhythm, and he could see the murky grey currents of the sea seemingly influenced by the tower, pulsing regularly.

But beyond that, Xing Jinglei didn’t understand a thing.

Advanced courses like "The Ten Great Hazards of Pollution Corruption", "Mystical Factor Science: From Novice to Mysterious", and "Understanding and Analysis of the Breath of Filth" were just passable for him, and that’s only the mandatory ones.

Electives? Sorry, those subjects just didn’t mesh with him, Mister Xing.

So even though he strained himself to observe, the whole process could be summed up with: incomprehensible, mysterious and awe-inspiring, what the heck is this, I’m about to pass out... This described Xing Jinglei’s state of mind at the moment.

This observation made his head spin as if he were on the verge of collapsing from the severity of his injuries.

But it wasn’t important that Xing Jinglei couldn’t understand because behind his gaze, another pair of eyes were also watching the tower and the nearby experts and scholars conducting their exploration without blinking.

It was Fang You!

He... he obviously didn’t understand either, but he could still capture parts of the memory and present them in the form of a mental projection, allowing professionals like Wang Chui Master and Silver Bell to analyze it.

Professional matters, naturally, ought to be left to the experts.

The Ancient Moon Dynasty’s exploration quickly yielded results. The team continued to sail, stopping intermittently, occasionally shifting their trajectory slightly, as if following some kind of guide.

Suddenly, the team stopped again.

"We’re close to the target, but there’s a Seven Stars rule-type Mysterious Evil lying before us, only a few hundred steps further and we will likely step into its domain."

Concealed by the murky waters of the Filthy Sea, this rule-type Mysterious Evil was exceedingly hidden, completely undetected by many experienced old myths.

Yiluo Xi and her two companions naturally had no inkling of its presence, being novices with extremely limited experience in this regard.

Now, upon hearing Lady of the Palace’s words, the myths concentrated, extending their consciousness inch by inch, and only then did they detect something amiss in the environment hundreds of steps ahead.

It seemed tangible yet illusory, shrouding a great danger.

"What should we do?"

They were reluctant to step into the realm of rules. Even with more than ten or twenty mythic beings present, capable of bursting this rule-type Mysterious Evil to death, who would want to be the one to die in the process?

For a moment, the mythic beings looked at each other.

After retreating several thousand kilometers, the Palace halted in mid-air, the Lady of the Palace, the Elder of Nanli, and other powerful beings stared into the dark distance, frowning in contemplation.

This was the home court of the Mysterious Evil; they did not have much time to waste.

At that moment, Xi Guang, whose presence had been inconspicuous during their journey, shook his silver-gray cloak and slowly stepped forward, stopping just half a meter from the realm of rules.

At this distance, almost face-to-face with the rule-type Mysterious Evil, a careful probe of divine consciousness revealed that the surrounding realm began to spread, seemingly about to envelop His Excellency Xi Guang within.

His Excellency made his move. A Legendary Tier Strange Implement long spear was thrown high, an invisible force field rapidly dispersed from him as the center.

Like a storm dissipating, like a downpour abruptly ceasing, like a war ending in truce, ...

In an instant, the whole world quieted down, turned lonely and peaceful, and all the desires and pursuits in people’s hearts seemed to dissipate with this serenity, becoming desireless and ambitionless.

Merely slightly affected by it, the Seven Stars rule-type Mysterious Evil facing the invisible force seemed utterly listless, its entire realm slowly contracting and becoming gradually distinct and clear.

At that moment, a long spear fell from the sky, rapidly growing to several hundred meters, even a few kilometers in length, like a massive pillar of cold descending from on high, crashing fiercely down into the heartland of the realm of rules.

Boom——!!!

The Filthy Sea churned wildly, the seabed kept cracking, forming an even deeper abyss on the ocean floor. The realm of the twisted space in front of them also resembled a piece of rubber smashed into pieces.

The Mysterious Evil did not die.

Xi Guang, the Demigod, couldn’t precisely locate the core of the rule-type Mysterious Evil either; he could only smash it towards any random place.

But it was enough. Under this strike, the rule-type Mysterious Evil, with a stronger survival instinct, already fled out, pulling its realm together and hiding itself securely.

Given some time, he could certainly find the realm and kill the Mysterious Evil thoroughly.

But their purpose for coming here was not to kill one or two Mysterious Evils; Mysterious Evils could not be exterminated, and they did not have time to waste.

"Let’s go."

The team moved several hundred kilometers further ahead. In front of them, there was no sudden clearing, but still a profound darkness.

But the destination indicated by the Ancient Moon Dynasty’s detection equipment was right here.

What was here, though?

The mythic beings extended their divine consciousness, sweeping inch by inch around them in a carpet-like search. They could find the realms of rule-type Mysterious Evils hidden away, but here, they found nothing, and there wasn’t an unusual number of Mysterious Evils wandering and pouncing towards them either.

Was this truly the source of the disaster?

The mythic beings looked at each other again.

Yiluo Xi, Xing Jing Lei, and Qianqiu, three ’newbies’, of course, couldn’t sense anything either. Seeing the older mythic beings confused, they were also ready to give in and wait to see what means the Ancient Moon Dynasty had.

Suddenly, Xing Jing Lei was startled, hearing his mentor’s voice in his mind.

"So there’s this method as well."

He closed his eyes and then opened them, unleashing a skill he had mastered to MAX level a long time ago but hadn’t used for several months—Mysterious Evil Tracking!

Everywhere in the Filthy Sea there was filth.

Upon using Mysterious Evil Tracking, Xing Jing Lei’s vision became even blacker, filled with filth. But in this purple-black darkness, he saw wisps of black and red fluttering, at...

He raised his viewpoint.

The fluttering black and red met at a position several thousand meters above the seabed. Within the pitch darkness, a vast sphere emerged, formed by the interweaving of black and red fog filaments, slowly rotating, spreading disaster and terror.