In fact, not only did the crafty old man squat until Kexiao took the lead to leave, he also waited silently for news from Saudi. Feng Yi's inherent spirit of risking his life was of course related to his bachelor temperament. After all, his upbringing was different from Kexiao's, a madness from within that Kexiao did not possess. Of course, Feng Yi was not aware of Kexiao's further plans, but he understood that Kexiao wouldn't currently focus much attention on him.

It must be mentioned that when Kexiao pressed the button for light transmission, he almost certainly believed that Feng Yi did not possess such a device, thus he believed that Feng Yi was dead. Secondly, even if Feng Yi wanted to, the timing conditions were now extremely stringent.

Although Feng Yi had won by squatting again, his situation was just as perilous. A half-second's hesitation could mean never arriving back in this world.

But it has to be said that squatting was essentially a characteristic of the Blade Warriors. From the commander of the legions down to the privates, who wasn't born out of squatting?

Three months earlier, the Blade fleet had finally arrived at the Zana Republic after much trial and tribulation, replenishing their military supplies on Chimera. Due to the uncertainties of the Mardis situation, Feng Yi had conveniently set the transmission coordinates of the black warplane on Chimera.

(Note: Light transmission is a form of individual transmission, and the black warplane is used for man-machine transmission. It forms entangled wormholes through conversion of subspace energy reserves, taking about three months, as previously explained.)

After all the turmoil, Feng Yi found himself back in this light-purple star domain? Of course, the so-called light purple was nothing more than the magnetic effect on the atmospheric colors reflected by starlight, not particularly useful.

The problem was that Feng Yi himself didn't know where he had been transmitted. His target navigation was based on interstellar flight transference, and he found himself in space right after the transition.

There was no room for hesitation or explanation. To keep his movements secret, Feng Yi had dived into the nearby jungle as soon as he had arrived. He only knew this place was somewhere on Chimera, the specifics unknown.

This transmission had almost depleted all of the black warplane's energy reserves, for it had been exactly three months since the time he had accepted Yita's challenge, meaning that the energy replenished in the mecha had been completely used up on this transmission.

Feng Yi could now not be called a mecha; he could only continuously shuttle through the vast jungle, looking for a way out...

Unable to reach his peak condition, his speed was now less than a fraction of what it used to be. Although the Holy Spirit Elixir given by the Blade Warrior could alleviate his physical condition, Feng Yi did not wish to test that baseline; it would do him no good, and he had been walking for several days in a row.

Fortunately, he was highly skilled at wilderness survival. Feng Yi had become a mid-level boss predator of the nearby area, but obviously, this couldn't go on forever. As he wandered uncertainly about his path, the swiftly moving Feng Yi suddenly discovered an old man fishing by a pond in the forest.

To encounter an elder in such a forsaken, desolate place where not even birds would defecate was astonishing. The elder had an air of glowing health and a childlike appearance on his white-haired form that exuded a sense of being at one with the natural order. Though the elder fished alone, quietly fishing, the aura of nature he emitted from within made Feng Yi sense an extraordinary presence.

Feng Yi merely observed quietly... without stepping forward. As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be demons at work, and the mystery deepens. Seeing the white-haired elder leisurely fishing alone in this purple-hued forest was enough to indicate he was no ordinary man. The reason Feng Yi thought so was because, despite days of dashing through the lush forest, he still hadn't found a way out, yet here he was seeing an elder leisurely fishing.

Looking around, Feng Yi did not find any dwellings for people to live in, indicating that the elder was not a local. But if he was not native to the area and yet could fish here safely and undisturbed, it was enough to demonstrate that the elder seemed to know the environment well and moved through it with ease.

Feng Yi had his own insights into psychology, and by observing the elder's relaxed facial expression, it appeared that this elderly man had long since become accustomed to his surroundings, deeply enjoying the place and familiar with everything around him. This was very important for Feng Yi's current situation; he decided to go forward and ask.

As the saying goes, "A mouth lies just beneath the nose; if you hit a dead end, you've got to ask." Only by asking will others tell you plainly. If you don't, who will? Statistically, in probability terms, when you ask a passerby, as long as they are not a lunatic, idiot, or moron, there's at least a 50% chance they will respond. Even if they don't answer, they will likely politely apologize, saying, "Sorry, my friend, I'm not familiar with this route either."

Of course, if the other person knows, there is no reason not to tell. After all, there are more good people in the world, and the trust in human communication does not differ by country. Be it a look or a sound, sometimes a subtle gesture can change many things. There's a lot to say about these subtle gestures, but let's not digress and keep it short for now.

As they say, all roads lead to Yuqing. On this Immortal Mountain, for Feng Yi to encounter this elder was purely by fate.

Feng Yi observed quietly for quite some time, from the elder's facial expressions to his spirit, from his attire to his breathing rhythms. He observed for a full 30 seconds. Thirty seconds is not long, but not short either. However, for a highly perceptive expert like Feng Yi, it was enough to discern a lot: first, the elder was no ordinary person, as his breathing was too steady, with no variation in rhythm, a pattern nearly impossible for average people to maintain, only matching the rhythm of a sound sleeper.

Being in deep sleep is, of course, easy to understand—it refers to a person sleeping at night. Typically, when one is sleeping, it is the time when they are most relaxed, both physically and mentally, and their brain and body are in unparalleled harmony with nature.

It could even be said that a sleepwalker can defy the earth's gravity and walk on high walls, soar through the air, or even... Newton: "I'm used to it..."

In any case, the elder gave Feng Yi a feeling of being one with nature. Damn, could this old man be sleepwalking? With this thought, Feng Yi was startled again and decided he must go forward and ask. Currently, he could not find his way out of this mountain forest. Asking might present a good chance, but if he didn't ask, he might either be trapped here forever or be forced to break the seal and enter a peak state.

Yet, such a state would be too much for Feng Yi to sustain at present. In other words, the more his body sustained that kind of load, the greater the recoil would be. It's like a patient whose condition can only be maintained as it is, any further exertion and not even the Blade Warrior's elixir could sustain it. So under normal circumstances, Feng Yi was reluctant to take that step.

He felt that his fate was simply too miserable. His realm had stalled in the middle period of the Legendary Realm. But life is about moving forward, how could one possibly go backward? Feng Yi believed that with his efforts he would eventually break through, but that had not happened. In fact, not only had he not broken through, his realm had stagnated in the middle period of the Legendary Realm, and as of today, he couldn't even reach the early stages.

Now, instead of consolidating and improving his realm, Feng Yi was regressing as if rowing against the current, his realm was indeed declining, however imperceptibly, which left him feeling as if he had struggled in vain for 30 years, back to square one.

Damn it, while others continue to level up, I, on the other hand...

This phenomenon was inexplicable even to the Blade Warrior. She even doubted for a moment whether Feng Yi was just joking with her. She had heard of seals and Curse Seals, but she had never seen such a phenomenon. Ultimately, the Blade Warrior offered a rational explanation: perhaps it was a matter of the tug-of-war between Yin and Yang properties, with Feng Yi's strength increasing, the opposing forces he was subjected to would also grow.

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