Chaos Mist - 481

The Chaos Beast shook its head like a wild dog. Chaos Qi began to pour out of its body wildly, before being dragged back within its body. 

Zhu Yi felt as if some sort of sphere was forming. He ran around the Chaos Beast, circling it while waiting for another opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, he heard a booming shout from afar. "Retreat!" 

Zhu Yi looked over and saw that the man who yelled was looking at him. Suddenly, Zhu Yi felt danger descend. He moved away at the fastest speed possible before the sphere formed inside the Chaos Beast broke with an explosion.

Zhu Yi had gotten far, but the self-destruction using Chaos Qi was powerful and had a wide range.

Zhu Yi was hit by an aftershock and spat out blood. He was sent flying far away, colliding with a mountain before finally stopping.

He laid down, bleeding for a few minutes before finally regaining his thoughts. With a cough, he spat out blood and stood up.

Zhou Fan examined him and spoke. "You were lucky to not be hit with the direct explosion. Otherwise, Chaos Qi would be destroying you from the inside out."

Zhu Yi, with blood covering his body, nodded. "Why didn't they tell me about any of this?" 

Zhu Yi was confused. Were they trying to kill him?

"I think they tried, but you never answered the door." Zhou Fan said.

"Hmm?"

"You were so focused on training that you missed a couple of door knocks. On the way here, I guess they assumed that you had already known everything."

Zhu Yi understood. He was glad that his life was not being targeted.

Zhu Yi looked into the distance and saw a rapidly decreasing gray mist. It seemed to be rolling into itself, slowly vanishing.

Zhu Yi charged towards it. This was his spoil of war, and he wanted to see if Zhou Fan could use it to recover.

He soon arrived and stood at the edge of the mist, not daring to enter. It only took a single fight before he had gained a fear of Chaos Qi.

Zhou Fan jumped off of Zhu Yi's shoulder and walked into the mist. After a moment of waiting, the mist began to rapidly decrease as it rolled onto itself towards the middle. In a span of a minute, the gray mist was gone.

Zhou Fan stood there silently. Zhu Yi watched.

After another minute, Zhou Fan sighed. "Good stuff. With this, recovering more is not impossible."

Zhu Yi was relieved. Once again, there was a clear path forward. The worst moments of his life had been the time when he was wandering the world, trying to find even the slightest hope of cultivating faster.

Every second that passed had felt like a blade inching towards his neck. Only when he had found a solution did he finally feel any sort of relief.

After breaking through, he had once again felt that same despair, though not nearly as seriously. Luckily, he had found another clear path.

Zhou Fan got on Zhu Yi's shoulder and Zhu Yi flew into the sky. He looked around for another target before hearing a voice.

"Assist the nascent soul realm cultivators against the core formation realm Chaos Beasts."

Zhu Yi nodded and flew back a bit.

There were many more battlefields here, with thousands of core formation realm Chaos Beasts.

There had been just as many foundation establishment realm Chaos Beasts, but they had been quickly wiped out.

Zhu Yi flew through the battlefield and used the formless sword. He very quickly killed 50 Chaos Beasts and Zhou Fan absorbed the mist that they produced upon death.

Nobody suspected a thing and thanked him for the help. He would not take any of their credit and, to them, was helping for free.

By the time he had killed 50 core formation realm Chaos Beasts, the core formation realm Chaos Beasts were gone.

The mist that the Core Formation realm Chaos Beasts produced was about a tenth of the nascent soul realm Chaos Beast.

In other words, Zhu Yi had absorbed the equivalent of 6 nascent soul realm Chaos Beasts.

Zhou Fan clearly felt a boost. Zhu Yi flew over to the battlefield with soul formation realm cultivators in order to help, but the fight was over. Although there had not been that many Nascent soul realm Chaos Beasts, some soul formation realm cultivators had to team up in order to win a fight. Only a small minority like Zhu Yi were able to single handedly fight a nascent soul realm Chaos Beast. Among all those that had participated, only a single nascent soul realm cultivator had perished.

After so many years, the top ten sects had become rather efficient at fighting and surviving against Chaos Beasts. It was a good thing that these Chaos Beast had no intelligence. Over many years, techniques and strategies could be created and used against them.

Zhu Yi relaxed and stood on the ground. The battle was over, and the next one would be in a hundred years.

The captain of the 2nd squadron walked over and patted Zhu Yi on the shoulder. He was one of the few that was able to fight a nascent soul realm Chaos Beast alone. 

"You were good out there. Even I can't compare to you. If you want to join the Writing sect, you're always welcome." The captain said with a grateful look.

"Thank you, but I've always been more of an independent cultivator." Zhu Yi responded.

Perhaps before, he would have joined. However, after seeing Wen Si's memories go missing, he didn't dare get too close.

The captain of the 2nd squadron nodded in understanding and left to go see others. After an entire day, three colors appeared in the sky once again.

Although he didn't see any figures, Zhu Yi heard a voice. 

"The fight is over. Everyone can return and claim their rewards."

These words came from the void traversing realm cultivator of the Writing sect and signified the end of the fight against Chaos Beasts.

Zhu Yi left with those from the writing sect, intending to claim a reward.