Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 395 - 394 Encounters

Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit emerged and was lodged upon the Ji Zi Geng Jin Flying Sword, cruising at five times the speed of sound along the southwestern battlefront, seeking traces of the Heavenly Demon.

He saw a long sword slashing through the sky, enveloped by layers of pale white, which was the color of Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit force.

Zhou Bai deliberately obscured the mysterious text on the Ji Zi Geng Jin Flying Sword to avoid unnecessary trouble.

As he flew, he often saw small groups of human cultivators on the ground, all responsible for scouting the latest movements of the Heavenly Demons, reclaiming previously lost territories and strongholds, as well as reopening mines and hidden bases in the wilderness.

Humans were gradually regaining control over the territory on the northeastern front, monitoring the movements of the Heavenly Demons anew.

However, Zhou Bai's high-speed flight did not reveal any trace of the Heavenly Demons. He then reached the prohibited area of the Heavenly Demons and discovered that both the surface villages and the underground research facilities had been buried, turning into ruins.

"Have they retreated?", Zhou Bai thought to himself as he looked at the ruins on the ground, "The Heavenly Demons retreated very cleanly and far this time. Let's keep searching."

Zhou Bai thought for a moment, then the flying sword sped up, further penetrating into the territory controlled by the Heavenly Demons.

At this moment, his Primordial Spirit was enveloped in gemstones and a black lotus, which could grant him one time reversal and one proxy death. With these two lives, combined with the mobility his Primordial Spirit on the flying sword provided, he believed that though there were certain dangers in entering the territory of the Heavenly Demons, it was still within a manageable range.

"Where have the Heavenly Demons gone?"

…

Boom!

A group of cultivators on the ground looked up in unison towards the clouds torn open in the sky.

The team leader, Qin Tian, said, "It must have been a high-level cultivator passing by, probably to check on the movements of the Heavenly Demons. Let's continue."

Not far behind, Qian Wangsun stood on a tree, gazing at the distant mountains, seemingly sensing something quietly.

Since the great battle at West Mountain City, Zhao Shouyi had left all his points and cultivation resources to Qian Wangsun.

Qian Wangsun did not fuss and quickly took over the transfer of the resources before returning to West Mountain City to rejoin Qin Tian's team and participate in their expedition.

His eagerness for this mission stemmed from a change he noticed in his body after his last venture into the wilderness; his predictive capability had enhanced, now vaguely sensing images from 6 seconds into the future.

"Is it because of the contamination of the spiritual mechanism? Is it a mutation? But I don't feel any tendency to lose my sanity."

"Instead... my headaches have become much milder."

"There's always a strange feeling, as if someone is constantly watching me."

As Qian Wangsun stood on the tree, sensing the condition inside his body with his Primordial Spirit, a bird landed beside him, its head tilted curiously looking at him.

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Qian Wangsun's initial reaction to the bird was curiosity, but the next instant he realized something. The bird hadn't become a demon or mutated?

Just then, a voice entered Qian Wangsun's mind: "Qian Wangsun, don't be afraid, I am using my Primordial Spirit to directly sense yours, to communicate."

Qian Wangsun looked warily at the other, gradually reaching his hand back, wanting to quickly alert his companions.

But the next words from the other stopped his hand.

"Qian Wangsun, do you want to master your abilities? Just soaking in the contaminated spiritual mechanism isn't enough to learn, and there's even the risk of mutation."

Qian Wangsun frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"You can call me the Awakener, the one who will guide your talents."

…

In Central City, within a small courtyard of the Department of Combat.

A dignified middle-aged man looked at Zuo Dao and slowly said, "Zuo Dao, if it weren't for your brother's connections, you wouldn't be here."

"The Artifact Refining Institute of the Department of Combat, countless cultivators beat their brains out trying to get in."

"I know you're considered a genius in the East China Dao School, but here in Central City, geniuses like you are a dime a dozen, nothing special at all."

"There are monthly assessment targets here. Don't think because I brought you here you have any special privileges. If you don't meet the targets, you'll be eliminated just the same."

"All right, you can go now."

Zuo Dao slowly walked away, still recalling what his brother Zuo Lu had said.

"As someone weak, if you want to become strong, you must actively learn from the strong."

"Think of whom you want to defeat, then learn their strengths."

Zuo Dao's eyes became unwaveringly determined: "With my current records, the Four Great Daoist Schools certainly won't invest in me all-out, the resources they provide are limited."

"One step behind, always behind. Under these circumstances, Zhou Bai and the others will only leave me further behind."

"I want to learn from the most powerful beings in this world, from the immortals and gods themselves, slowly grasp their powerful secrets, and then I'll have a chance to surpass them."

…

Meanwhile, Wang Shouxuan from West Mountain City received a notification from Central City, furrowing his brows deeply.

"It says that the battle at West Mountain City was very successful, and Central City wants to send an inspection team to review, interact, and exchange ideas with the cultivators of West Mountain City so we can progress and learn together."

"What does this mean?" Wang Shouxuan, the vice chancellor of West Mountain Daoist School, turned to an old man beside him.

That was Lan Jianteng, the chancellor of West Mountain Daoist School who had stayed out of the limelight during the great battle of West Mountain City.

In fact, he had been hiding within West Mountain City, quietly concentrating, accumulating Sword Intent, waiting to strike the weakened Heavenly Demons with his flying sword after Zhao Shouyi had reduced their strength.

He hadn't anticipated Zhou Bai's disruptive emergence.

Lan Jianteng took the notification, scanned the attached list, shook his head at each name he read, and frowned even deeper when he saw the name Yan Shan.

"All these members of the inspection team are from the breed of immortals and gods. That Yan Shan is among the gods of the immortals, famously known as one of the 'Four Young Masters of the Heavenly Court,' a notorious young prodigal."

Lan Jianteng shook his head, "This mostly seems like those god breeds are up to something again. There's no need to pay much heed. Treat them well when they arrive, but don't satisfy their unreasonable demands."

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Elsewhere, Zhou Bai gradually moved away from the human territories and into the territory occupied by the Heavenly Demons, lowering his flight altitude and becoming more conspicuous.

The super speed-induced shockwaves lifted gusts of wind, and the sonic booms that shattered the air were heard for thousands of kilometers around.