Sea of Pink Mist

The pink mist arrived quickly.

Oscar had just finished distributing the Antidote Sausage when the surrounding trees became nothing more than blurry outlines. A series of shrill cries echoed from the fog as hundreds of Pink Lady approached along the tree trunks and the ground, their eyes glowing as red dots in the mist.

Ma Hongjun swallowed the Little Sausage, but still felt his head burning.

"Why does this fog smell a bit intoxicating?"

Tang San said, "The Pink Lady's poison will make people excited; if you inhale too much, you'll lose your judgment. Don't leave the Blue Silver Grass area."

As he spoke, the Blue Silver Grass had already formed a circle around the camp. The Pink Lady were not strong individually, but there were too many of them. As soon as the first batch was blocked, the ones behind stepped on their companions and continued to rush forward.

Zhao Wuji slapped away more than a dozen heads with one palm, and more red figures immediately followed.

Dai Mubai stood outside the Blue Silver Grass circle, his White Tiger Fierce Light Wave clearing a path with each strike. Zhu Zhuqing leaped onto tree branches, using his shoulders to intercept the Pink Lady pouncing from above. Xiao Wu guarded Ning Rongrong, throwing any Soul Beast that slipped into the protective circle away as soon as it landed.

Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda never stopped moving.

"Nine Treasures Have Names, the Second: Speed!"

The speed boost landed on Zhu Zhuqing, her figure leaving a trail of black shadows along the tree canopy. Before the dozen or so Pink Lady could even touch the Blue Silver Grass, they fell one after another from mid-air.

With too many beasts and the need to avoid killing, their Soul Power was being consumed much faster than usual. Oscar made Recovery Sausage while following Tang San forward, leaving a mark on a tree trunk every ten steps to avoid getting lost after the poisonous fog dissipated.

"Find the leader!" Liu Erlong shouted.

Ordinary Pink Lady only have a cultivation level of a hundred to a thousand years, but the leader of the tribe Pink Matriarch, can command the entire group through the poisonous fog. As long as it is captured, the beast horde will naturally disperse.

Yuan Yu closed his eyes, and the Mist Pattern Perception spread outwards along the pink mist.

The two types of fog mixed together, rendering visibility useless. The pink poisonous fog was hotter and kept swirling back to the same spot as it moved. Yuan Yu seized the opportunity, raised his sword, and pointed it northwest.

"Forty feet away, there is one with the strongest aura."

Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass to scout ahead. "Over four thousand years old, suitable for Xiao Ao."

Oscar was stunned. "Me?"

"The Pink Matriarch's excitatory abilities can be incorporated into Food System. Her Fourth Spirit Skill High Probability be a short-term boost."

Oscar popped the Flying Mushroom Sausage into his mouth. "Then what are we waiting for?"

As soon as he took flight, more than a dozen Pink Poison Spikes shot out from the mist. Yuan Yu held his sword horizontally in front of him, his Sixth Spirit Ring fully lit up.

"Mist Breathing, Fifth Form Five, Sea of Misty Clouds!"

A pale bluish-purple Mist spread outwards from the camp, colliding head-on with the pink poisonous fog. The moisture divided the poisonous fog into narrow patches, and the Wind Pattern then severed the connection between them.

The Pink Lady lost her leader's aura, and her charge immediately faltered.

"Fatty, clear the way!"

This is exactly what Ma Hongjun was waiting for.

Phoenix Flame burned out along the path left by the Mist, the poisonous fog was evaporated by the high temperature, revealing an empty path leading straight to the northwest. Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu protected Oscar as they rushed in, while Zhu Zhuqing stayed on the flank to deal with any Soul Beast that slipped through.

Realizing their leader was threatened, the herd all turned towards the passage.

Yuan Yu stood alone outside the camp, six God-given Spirit Ring his body. Water Pattern diverted the poisonous fog, Wind Pattern changed the direction of the beast horde, Rock Pattern sealed the gaps in the ground, Flame Pattern burned away the densest clusters of poison, Thunder Pattern knocked down the fastest charging Soul Beast, and Rosy Cloud Pattern divided the entire battlefield into dozens of sections.

Six elements covered nearly a hundred Woodland, and the Pink Lady was separated before each of her attacks. The beasts on the east side had just bypassed the Rock Wall when the water beneath their feet sent them into the Mist; the Soul Beast on the west side tried to approach along the treetops, but the wind blades cut off the branches in front of them, forcing them to land again.

Yuan Yu single-handedly held off the entire team's retreat.

Flender stood in the center of the camp, his Cat Owl Martial Soul already attached to him, but he didn't make a move. He was originally worried that Yuan Yu wouldn't be able to hold on if he activated all six runes at the same time, so after observing for a moment, he lowered his hands.

Sweat beaded on the young man's forehead, yet his swordplay remained unwavering. With his level 64 Soul Power unleashed, even Soul Sage like him would find it difficult to find a straight path through the Mist.

Every force continued uninterrupted.

The consumption of Soul Power was also alarmingly fast.

Half an incense stick later, Yuan Yu's forehead was already covered in sweat. The Pink Lady continued to charge forward, with the leading ones even stepping onto the Rock Ridge to pounce on his shoulders and head.

"The Mist Scattering: Flying Spray!"

Fine blade energy scattered in all directions, striking more than a dozen Soul Beast simultaneously with the back of the blades, sending them tumbling into the grass. Yuan Yu did not kill them; these Soul Beasts were merely driven by their leader, and would naturally retreat once Pink Matriarch fell.

A Dai Mubai's roar came from afar.

The Pink Matriarch had been forced out of the poisonous mist. It was several times larger than the average creature, with deep red patterns on its pink carapace, and thick mist was constantly spewing from its abdomen. Tang San's Blue Silver Cage rose from the ground, trapping it in the center, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Meteor Shower rained down one after another.

As Pink Matriarch burst open the cage, Xiao Wu fell from above and kicked it toward Oscar.

Oscar had already firmly grasped the Godly Zhuge Crossbow.

With Mechanism click, all sixteen Crossbow Bolt pierced Pink Matriarch's abdomen. She still struggled, but Oscar drew his Short Sword and delivered the final blow himself.

A purple Spirit Ring slowly rose.

"Little Ao, absorb!" Tang San stood guard beside him.

With the death of the Pink Matriarch, the beast horde, now without a leader, began to retreat. Yuan Yu maintained the Sea of Misty Clouds, not immediately withdrawing it. He wanted to wait until the last Pink Lady left the group's range and also to completely expel the remaining poisonous fog from the camp.

The six elements circulated continuously within his body, and the Soul Power accumulated over three months of training was pushed to its limit. As the last wisp of poisonous mist left the forest, the six patterns on the Sun Wheel Blade lit up simultaneously.

A soft sound came from Yuan Yu's body.

Level 65.

After the breakthrough in Soul Power, the six patterns on the Sun Wheel Blade expanded outwards with light. The Mist that Yuan Yu originally needed to maintain began to flow on its own, water moved with the wind, lightning was hidden in the mist, and a thin layer of fire appeared between the Rock Ridge.

Dozens of Pink Lady hadn't yet retreated stopped simultaneously. They sensed that the Soul Emperor's aura in the mist was even stronger than before, and dared not turn back, following their herd into the dense forest.

The Mist then spread outwards by another ten feet, startling the remaining Pink Lady, who retreated completely into the forest.

Zhao Wuji looked at the empty Woodland, then at Yuan Yu: "You can level up by fighting a group of Soul Beast under four thousand years old?"

Yuan Yu sat down on the tree root and took the water Ning Rongrong handed him. "That's a lot, and you're exhausted."

"Your upgrade method is something no one else can learn."

One hour later, Oscar finished absorbing the nutrients.

Four Spirit Ring rose from beneath his feet. He raised his right hand, and a bright Pink Sausage appeared in his palm.

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Excitement Pink Sausage. Within five minutes of consumption, all attributes increase by 10%, and this effect stacks with Rongrong's."

To test its effectiveness, Dai Mubai took one and ate it on the spot. Pink Soul Power rose from his feet, and he clenched his fist, raising his hand to unleash a White Tiger Fierce Light Wave towards the open space.

The white light was thicker than before, and it struck the tree stump, blasting half of the trunk into pieces.

"The improvement is very stable, Soul Power consumption hasn't increased accordingly," Dai Mubai said. "It's for the front row in the match; five minutes is enough to end a round of strong attacks."

Tang San nodded. "We can also leave it for Zhuqing and Xiao Wu. With the 10% speed boost combined with Rongrong's, it will be very difficult for the opponent's Agility Attack to stop them."

Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up. "How does it taste?"

Oscar took a bite himself, his expression odd. "Sweet."

"Give me one."

"Who complained about the pink mist getting in their head just now?"

As the two were arguing, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised her hand to quiet them down.

Outside the camp, a series of plum blossom-shaped footprints extended out from behind the trees.

The footprints were deep, but they made very little sound when they landed.

Zhu Zhuqing gazed into the depths of the dense forest.

"Ghost Tiger."

Her fourth Spirit Ring has also been found.