Breaking Out in a Cold Sweat, Aren't You?

On the seabed, a fleet of submarines, resembling warships, passed by.

They were quite discreet, and there were no emblems engraved on the hull that could reveal their identities.

Therefore, even if someone were to discover this fleet, they would not know that the Sea Race Crown Prince is currently aboard one of the submarines.

Meanwhile, Yuanli, the Crown Prince of the Sea Race, was sleeping soundly in the submarine.

He was almost in a semi-comatose state.

However, deep within his soul, [Survival in Desperate Situations] had no time to care whether the parasite was unconscious.

He was now sensing the changes in his physical form with trepidation.

These Rc Cells first begin releasing Spatial Energy to conceal themselves.

Immediately afterwards, they began to change drastically, their aura rising steadily.

This change lasted for nearly a minute before it gradually subsided.

Before [the Survival in Desperate Situations] could even breathe a sigh of relief, Shisui's command was clearly transmitted through the Rc Cells.

"Have Yuanli send some people to the Second Research Institute."

[Survival in Desperate Situations] paused for a moment before indicating that he understood.

Immediately afterwards, the connection between the two sides was severed by the opposite side.

He was quite familiar with this; indeed, Shisui was the same.

But today is a little different.

The command just now was spoken much more clearly than before.

Just like before, he was always on smooth graphics quality, but now he has suddenly been upgraded to high-definition mode.

The difference was so great that even [Survival in Desperate Situations] was stunned for half a second.

He was unsure of the cause of this change, but it might be related to changes in the Rc Cells that previously carried him.

To be honest, [Survival in Desperate Situations] was only slightly curious about this, and didn't really care.

After a short while, unable to come up with a solution, he gave up on thinking about it.

Just then, as the Rc Cells deep in his brain returned to calm, Yuanli also emerged from his coma.

He slowly opened his eyes, his blood-red vertical pupils hazy, as if devoid of any consciousness.

A second later, his pupils lit up as if they had been deliberately highlighted.

It seems that he has been successfully brought under control by [Survival in Desperate Situations].

If Survival in Desperate Situations senses had been sharper, he would have noticed it.

Today, "Yuanli," who is under control, has remarkably bright and lively eyes.

Even if the Dragon King came, he might not realize that he was a puppet on a string.

However, "[Survival in Desperate Situations]" is merely a talent that has developed self-awareness, and its level is not particularly high.

So he didn't realize that.

However, this did not prevent him from carrying out the orders issued by the Shisui.

Yuanli sat up and pressed the button to notify his servants.

Almost immediately, the servant knocked on the metal door of the room, which was engraved with intricate patterns.

"Come in."

The servant pushed open the door and entered; the door closed automatically.

"Yuanli" watched as the other party slowly stepped forward, bowed, and awaited orders before casually giving his instructions.

"Have all staff officers assemble in the conference room in half an hour."

"Yes."

Just as Shisui was digesting his own improvement, on the other side, deep within the Ten-Thousand-Blade Mountain Range...

The Demon Race Heaven-Controlling Realm, who was taking a nap in the lounge, suddenly opened his eyes.

The bloodshot eyeballs were exposed to the air.

In an instant, the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere vanished, replaced by increasingly violent Psychic Energy fluctuations.

The servants waiting in the corner of the room watched this scene in horror.

The next moment, he was swept by the Psychic Energy fluctuations.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the servant exploded.

The Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm paid no heed to the fate of his servants.

Fine cracks began to appear in the space around him, and golden chains flickered in the air.

The aura of the Planetary Will helped the Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm regain some clarity. He forced himself to calm down and suppress the surging Psychic Energy.

However, the bloodshot veins in his eyes still hadn't disappeared.

However, what was once a hint of confusion in his eyes has now turned into boundless rage.

At this point, some people might ask, "He was resting well, so why did he suddenly burst into anger the moment he opened his eyes?"

Jiqu —that Demon Race's Heaven-Controlling Realm expert had something to say about this.

As Basket-Tailed Snake Species, it prefers to rest during the day and be active at night.

Although he now rests at night to manage the Demon Race, he is mostly awake during the day.

However, he would occasionally take a short nap during his free time.

Just now, he entered a light sleep as usual, but his consciousness somehow sensed a distress call from a cluster of Undying Cells.

The cluster of Undying Cells seemed to be isolated by something, resulting in only a hazy sensation being transmitted back.

Even so, Jiqu could feel the pain those cells were in before they were devoured.

After all, fragments of his soul clung to those things.

As more and more of that enormous cluster of Undying Cells was devoured, the sensations that the Jiqu became clearer and clearer.

Until a certain threshold is reached, the phantom of his soul is able to manifest across space.

The Jiqu of the soul stood in an astonishingly vast space.

Not far away, a tsunami formed from Soul Energy shook the heavens and the earth, approaching him.

In the instant he was completely submerged, he managed to raise his head thanks to his control over the Undying Cells and his faint Soul Energy.

Only then were they able to catch a glimpse of the culprit.

Above the space, amidst the swirling blood mist, a pair of eyes with pure black sclera and scarlet pupils appeared and disappeared.

There was no murderous intent in those eyes, only a calm, condescending gaze.

For the first time since he achieved the Heaven-Controlling Realm, he felt a sense of fear.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the soul was swallowed up, and the Jiqu consciousness returned to its body.

Then, the Psychic Energy within him began to surge violently, and an uncontrollable surge of primal anger welled up within him.

Jiqu couldn't explain where this anger ultimately came from.

It could be the displeasure caused by provocation, or it could be the sense of crisis arising from a long-lost threat to one's life.

In short, at this moment he was completely focused on the owner of those eyes.

Jiqu stood up, only then realizing that his back was covered in cold sweat.

He closed his eyes, suppressing the emotions that were surging up again.

When I opened my eyes again, the inside was once again as cold as it always had been.

"Someone come here."

A dark figure emerged from the shadows.

Those were personal guards trained by the Demon Race Heaven-Controlling Realm, lackeys controlled by Undying Cells.

"Mobilize all resources and investigate!"

The information captured by those black and red eyes was transmitted through the Jiqu Undying Cells.

In an instant, both openly and covertly, more than half of the Demon Race's forces became restless.

Within just two hours, the wanted notice for the owner of those eyes had spread throughout the entire Demon Race.

The first to notice this unusual situation were the Human Race, which was currently allied with the Demon Race.