Lin Yi Feng's strength

Having handed Sun Jing his breakfast, Lin Yi Feng retreated to the kitchen, allowing the crew to relish their meal. A sense of relief enveloped them, grateful that no one had met their demise during the night. "When will we finally experience a peaceful night's rest? We can't continue with this pattern of staying up late," Jia Le mused with a tinge of exasperation. The atmosphere within the group remained somber, their spirits dampened. However, they remained oblivious to the fact that Sun Jing had left his breakfast untouched, vanishing silently.

As they readied themselves to depart the inn, Mei Zhen's piercing cry shattered the air. "My cross is missing! I've regressed to Level Zero!" Her knees buckled, sending her to the ground, her distress palpable. Slowly, the realization dawned on the others—each of their levels had also plummeted back to zero.