"Damn! Damn it! We're really screwed this time!"

Sky Shadow's face turned ashen as he roared, the situation before them had become extremely perilous. Despite his meticulous mind, even he failed to notice such minute details, and who would have thought the battle plan he just laid out would be stolen by the bizarre force.

"Th-then what do we do now, Sky Shadow?" Zhang Xiaobo reflexively asked.

"You idiot, how would I know!" A sudden flash of lightning crossed Sky Shadow's mind, causing a peculiar smile to spread across his face. "Heh, but now that I think about it, why don't we ask the all-knowing Feng Yi?"

Huh? Feng Yi? That's right! Feng Yi is alive, Feng Yi is now part of the team. He's not just a corpse anymore—even though his strength remains capped at one million, Feng Yi's brilliance cannot be overlooked. He was once as highly regarded as the legendary commander Kexiao, a figure of both courage and wisdom.

Honestly, when Feng Yi is around, there's not always room for Sky Shadow to strategize. Feng Yi provides everyone with a sense of security that no one else can compare to. In fact, the reason they even gathered here was fundamentally because of Feng Yi.

If not for Feng Yi, this team wouldn't exist. And without Feng Yi, these people would have no connection at all. In a sense, Feng Yi is the soul of this group. Everyone came together because of him, their thoughts intertwining because of him. Wherever Feng Yi is, there's an infectious air of laughter—so much so that even the typically stoic Sky Shadow has cracked a smile before. And now, a living, breathing Feng Yi stands right next to them. How could they possibly ignore him?

"So, you've finally decided to leave."

As the group began throwing their questions at Feng Yi, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. His second rebirth had drastically weakened his four-dimensional stats—his intelligence had even dropped by 50 points. Escape seemed to be the only viable plan.

Feng Yi initially thought the group could stick to their original position for a bit longer. After all, it was he who first proposed leaving. But Feng Yi didn't want to push the issue too hard. There were bonds between them, and he didn't want to entangle himself unnecessarily. So he held back from fully weighing in. Of course, if a critical moment came, he would still lead everyone to safety.

Sometimes, it's only by suffering losses that one realizes the path chosen might not be the best. In truth, Feng Yi hoped to convey this lesson indirectly and help them see the real disparity between themselves and the bizarre force.

Feng Yi couldn't say for certain to what extent humans could resist. Was there hope? Who knows—understanding both oneself and one's enemy is key to victory. Compared to blindly persevering, Feng Yi preferred trusting the judgments of higher-dimensional beings. Since Mo Ying had hinted that the bizarre force wasn't something humanity could contend with now, there must be reliable reasoning behind it.

What they called an "action" was, at best, a gamble—a wager played with their lives on an uncertain possibility.

Judging from the current situation, there was no better solution than to temporarily retreat and reassess. Having reached this conclusion, Feng Yi unleashed his spiritual energy outward. As his fingers opened and closed, waves of dark power emerged from his body, swiftly forming a protective halo that enveloped everyone.

The density of this dark magnetic field far exceeded the watery defensive veil released by Roland. The bizarre magnetic field could hardly penetrate it. As Feng Yi's domain expanded with incredible force, even part of the energy unleashed by the bizarre force was instantly neutralized.

The group immediately felt the pressure lessen. The bizarre magnetic radiation seemed to have completely disappeared at that moment...

What... how was this possible? Feng Yi still possessed such terrifying power, enough to confront the bizarre force head-on? Bear in mind, the average combat power of the bizarre entities had already reached ten million. For Feng Yi to single-handedly neutralize their presence with just his domain's oppressive force—didn't that imply that Feng Yi's strength was on par with the bizarre force?

The group was utterly astounded by Feng Yi's sudden display of power, especially Sky Shadow. He vividly recalled the time he had spent with Feng Yi before his death. Back then, Feng Yi had confided in him about his cultivation plateau, lamenting his inability to progress beyond mid-tier legend status for many years. At most, his strength could only peak at one million—and he could only maintain it for about six minutes.

Now, Feng Yi was on par with the bizarre force's ten-million combat power level. Didn't that mean Feng Yi's baseline strength had long surpassed his own, and not merely by one tier?

Could it be that this kid had been training for a year straight? But how? Feng Yi had already died back then. Though no one knew how he came back to life, Sky Shadow refused to believe Feng Yi had simply remained silent all this time. Yet the reality before them left everyone utterly baffled.

"Feng Yi, can you really stand against the bizarre force?"

"Only temporarily. We must retreat immediately." Feng Yi's pale complexion grew even starker as he spoke. He told them that the bizarre magnetic field couldn't penetrate this barrier and couldn't eavesdrop on their conversation. He urged everyone to hold onto him—they had to leave swiftly. As for what came after, they would address it later.

The group exchanged quick glances and, without hesitation, each placed a hand on Feng Yi's shoulder.

"The Third Mystery."

Feng Yi's command was sharp and resolute. In that instant, all illusions vanished into nothingness as if they were simply fleeting illusions and shadows. Within the indiscriminate oppressive range of the Third Rhythm, the icy countercurrent conjured by Mengdie, along with the black-red haze unleashed by the bizarre entities, was obliterated instantly. The black-and-white world regained its original vitality—a manifestation of the universe's fundamental laws. "No-self is true-self; no-form is true-form; shapelessness is inherent; eternity emerges in an instant. Rhythm is both the flower of the microcosm and the transformation of the macrocosm. As the ancient verse from the Book of Songs says: All conditioned phenomena are like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow, like dew or a flash of lightning—thus should one observe them."

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