Chapter 138: Fading Crisis

When he lowered his hands, Li Shou realized that the scene he had just witnessed was not a hallucination:

The flames were truly "fading"!

He suddenly recalled the few refugees he had seen over ten days ago, and remembered the rumors their leader had once told Feng Zi.

Thinking of this, Li Shou subconsciously raised his head:

At this very moment, Feng Zi and Qing Lin had already stood up abruptly, looking around with solemn expressions.

The other two friends also noticed this scene and looked at each other in astonishment.

Qing Yang hesitated for a moment before saying in disbelief, "Fading?"

The words of this Qi Refiner were like some kind of signal—

In an instant, with the campfire that had already lost its color as the center, the soil, trees, fallen leaves... everything in the surroundings began to gradually lose its color.

Everyone was surprised to discover that, apart from Feng Zi and Qing Lin, the "color" on the three of them was also gradually fading!

No, this description was not actually accurate; this phenomenon was also occurring to the two of them, only the speed was far slower than the fading speed of the other three!

Seeing this, Feng Zi immediately shouted, "No matter what, stay where you are, do not act rashly, and conserve your strength.

"Use your full power to circulate the True Qi and Qi and Blood Power within your bodies to resist and delay the speed of the 'fading' phenomenon!"

Feng Zi understood that to be able to trigger this phenomenon silently and without him or Qing Lin noticing, the "level" of the existence behind it was unimaginable!

Under these circumstances, it was impossible to estimate the range the other party could affect; fleeing rashly might not win a chance of survival, but could instead lead to death even faster.

Without waiting for his friends to speak, he said first, "Do not be anxious; Qing Lin and I are thinking of a solution.

"Do not think about anything, and do not do anything; your primary goal is to preserve yourselves."

Long before the moment they realized this situation, the true bodies and Incarnations of Feng Zi and Qing Lin had already begun to act, starting from different lines of thought to deduce a solution.

Of course, the Incarnation located here was not just daydreaming.

He hurriedly took a long rope from his pack, tied it to his and Qing Lin's waists, and handed the two ends of the rope to the other friends:

"Tie this rope to your bodies to ensure that the five of us remain connected to each other at all times."

Feng Zi clearly remembered that the refugees he had once met had said that the tribes that perished due to "fading" seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

"In an instant," which meant that those tribe members did not even have time to resist, or did not put up an effective resistance...

For such a rough description, there were simply too many possible reasons.

After much thought, Feng Zi could only adopt this most primitive and clumsy method.

Seeing that the three had all tied the rope to their bodies, he instructed, "Every time the duration of one stick of incense passes, you must tug on the ends of the rope to ensure each other's safety."

Having said that, Feng Zi and Qing Lin huddled together, whispering as they deduced a solution.

Lu Hanwen and the others wanted to contribute, but after hearing only a few sentences of the discussion, they could no longer keep up with the two's leaping thoughts.

Before long, based on the information obtained earlier, Feng Zi actually summarized a line of thought:

He remembered that according to the refugees, before these phenomena appeared, a moon-white meteorite fell from the sky and landed further south—

A moon-white meteorite; could it be... that it was an existence that fell from the moon?

If this conjecture were true, then the existence triggering the current crisis might be that "meteorite" that fell from the moon?

This statement seemed quite absurd, but this was, after all, Tianyuan Jie, a world of Immortal Dao and sacred existences.

And in the Muhe Tribe, Feng Zi had once learned:

To the people of this world, the moon was not just one of the two largest stars in the sky, but the Origin of the Taiyin Great Dao!

This view was somewhat similar to the views of the ancients in his past life, but this world was different from his past life, and one could not rigidly apply the common sense of his past life to refute it.

This was a lesson Feng Zi had always kept in mind.

Then, based on the known information, it was not difficult to conclude:

The root cause of this crisis should be the overflowing influence of the Taiyin Great Dao.

Could this possibly be the direct influence of the Taiyin Great Dao? Feng Zi had also considered this point, but then decisively abandoned this wild thought—

Apart from Qing Lin, they were merely humans at the Foundation Establishment Realm; if the Great Dao were directly affecting this place, he feared they would have no time to respond at all!

Since their strength could alleviate the crisis, there should naturally be a way to solve it.

Before long, he and Qing Lin had conceived a "little trick":

They divided the True Qi in their bodies into two types: Extreme Yang and Extreme Yin, and used the Extreme Yin True Qi to protect their spiritual platforms, while letting the Extreme Yang True Qi flow through their meridians.

This way of resisting the Taiyin influence was immediate; the next moment, their figures regained their "color"!

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Lu Hanwen and the others instantly ignited with the light of hope, and they looked at Feng Zi with burning gazes.

After confirming that this method was indeed feasible, Feng Zi looked at his three friends, his mind racing.

Teach them the technique he had deduced? This method consumed too much time, and there was no guarantee that the three of them could master it before it was too late.

After a little thought, Feng Zi settled for the next best thing and immediately took a piece of animal hide from his pack, tearing it into dozens of pieces.

Then, without hesitation, he bit his finger and quickly outlined one unusually complex "character" after another on the animal hide—

Feng Zi himself did not know what to call these characters, but only these self-created characters could carry his understanding of cultivation.

A moment later, he had already written three patterns shaped like "Talismans."

Seeing this, Qing Lin immediately stuffed the three pieces of animal hide into the hands of the three.

When the skin of their palms touched the animal hide, Lu Hanwen and the others felt as if some kind of change had occurred within their bodies.

But when they looked within themselves, they found that no change had occurred at all.

The "fading" mishap that had occurred to them had indeed been reversed.

Feng Zi did not pay attention to this expected change, but continued to bury his head in writing, consecutively writing another thirty pieces of animal hide.

Only then did he stand up and distribute these animal hides to his three friends:

"This is only a temporary response, but each piece of animal hide... should be able to help you hold on for two hours.

"You must ensure that you always hold a piece of animal hide in your hand; when the animal hide burns up or is lost, you must immediately draw a spare one."

Feeling the texture of the animal hide in their hands, the three of them could clearly perceive that the crisis that had been hovering over their hearts had finally been dispelled!

Watching the "color" on his body gradually return, Lu Hanwen let out a long sigh of relief and looked at Feng Zi:

"What are your plans for what comes next? Will you withdraw now, or investigate the source of this anomaly?"