How could Feng Jun not know that the battlefield on the Phone Plane was dangerous?
After recovering his qi in the Blue Star Realm, then switching back to the Phone Plane would have been the safer move.
But the appearance of the Sand Mirage King reminded him that, despite how low-key he had been over there, who knew whether someone might be watching him in secret?
Leaving aside whether the spatial fluctuations caused by his plane switching might be noticed, just the fact that his spiritual energy was at sixty percent one second and fully replenished the next could easily arouse suspicion.
So he honestly returned to the Cloud Pillar and swallowed a Qi-Recovery Pill to restore his qi.
The midday ceasefire was brief. Half an hour later, the fierce battle resumed.
This time, Feng Jun did not go up to provide support. He stayed honestly on the Cloud Pillar to recover his qi. What a joke—the mighty Sand Mirage King was hiding out on the battlefield, so why couldn't he?
After another three hours of fierce fighting, the ground suddenly shook, followed by an angry roar that sounded like the roar of a Scaleless Earth Python.
As soon as the roar rang out, the Spirit Beasts attacked even more frantically, while the white mist in the air grew increasingly dense.
Feng Jun frowned slightly. The Sand Mirage King was already dead, yet the Mirage Miasma was becoming denser. Could it be... there was more than one Sand Mirage King?
But he was mistaken on that point. Such a vast expanse of Mirage Miasma could not have been created by the Sand Mirage King alone. The efforts of those thirty-odd Mirage Insects were the key. The Sand Mirage King merely enhanced the miasma somewhat.
The Wild Beasts had already agreed