Chapter 140: Mysterious Creature

"This... what is this?" Qingyang only then reacted belatedly, looking at the ground and asking with uncertainty.

No one could answer this question.

Feng Zi and Qinglin looked around vigilantly until that inexplicable, peculiar aura completely receded, and only then did they heave a sigh of relief.

With the threat temporarily gone, Feng Zi finally had the spare energy to investigate the situation.

He casually picked up a few severed tentacles and examined them carefully:

Before he picked them up, those few tentacles were still writhing on the frozen ground, as if they were living things with their own wills.

Only upon touching Feng Zi did the vitality within those tentacles rapidly drain away, Fading from their moon-white color, and their entire bodies became incomparably hard.

They looked just like a few white stone carvings sculpted into the shape of tentacles.

"Not the main body," Qinglin said calmly, looking at the now-rigid tentacles in Feng Zi's hands.

To this, Feng Zi also expressed agreement: "I have never seen such a bizarre life form."

After calming his breathing slightly, Qingyang walked forward with the other two to observe the tentacles in Feng Zi's hands together:

"I have never seen such a strange creature—what kind of existence could grow such peculiar limbs?"

Regarding this question, Feng Zi only shook his head slowly and said: "It looks like the tentacle of an octopus-like creature...

"But this kind of creature cannot live on land; it can only be some other, even stranger creature."

Having said that, he slowly injected his True Qi into these tentacles, attempting to refine them and explore more secrets within.

To Feng Zi's surprise, almost in an instant, he was able to refine these tentacles with unusual ease.

But when he probed for the information that might be hidden within, the only answer he received was:

Pure emptiness.

But how could this be? All things in the world always have their own information; there is no such thing as a completely blank existence.

Watching Feng Zi's expression, Qinglin understood that he had not obtained the information he wanted.

But he quickly composed himself and looked toward the path ahead again: "Let's go. Being blocked proves that we are gradually approaching the goal of this trip.

"Let me see exactly what this thing is that caused the destruction of several tribes, yet subconsciously avoided Golden Core Refiners."

As they gradually ventured deeper, with every step they took, mysterious moon-white tentacles would strike from the mist.

But other than that, that unknown existence had no other means of obstruction.

Against threats of this level, Feng Zi and Qinglin did not need to use their full strength at all to sever them all.

In fact, as time passed, Lu Hanwen and the others also gradually grasped a certain pattern.

Even so, Feng Zi still did not lower his guard, and even secretly kept an extra eye out:

It is better to overestimate the enemy; perhaps this is just a tactic to exhaust us?

But as they ventured deeper, Feng Zi realized that besides the tentacles that might pop out at any time, another less noticeable threat was gradually baring its fangs—

Low temperature!

The deeper they went, the colder it became.

Until later, the ground and tree trunks were covered in thick layers of ice, and the branches were hung with icicles.

Being able to form such thick layers of ice in a very short time, the severity of the cold here was evident.

Unknowingly, Lu Hanwen and the others had already wrapped themselves in all their personal clothing.

But no matter how they persisted, they ultimately could not go any further.

In this eerie environment, all colors had Faded, even flames had lost their heat, and ordinary means of keeping warm were naturally of no use.

Finally, the three of them had to stop.

Lu Hanwen said, trembling all over: "Cun Xin, I fear we cannot hold on any longer."

If they continued to venture deeper like this, even if they did not die from "Fading," they would die from the extreme cold.

Feng Zi naturally understood this situation; he pondered for a moment and decisively refined an Incarnation.

Seeing that his companions could no longer hold on, he did not hesitate to untie the rope bound to himself and Qinglin, and tied it to the newly refined Incarnation:

"You all follow this Incarnation and leave first. Once the matter here is settled, we will follow the location of the Incarnation to catch up."

The three of them also knew that although it was frustrating, if they continued, they would only be a burden to Feng Zi and the others, so they answered in unison without any hesitation: "Understood."

Having said that, they walked quickly toward the rear under the guidance of that Incarnation.

Seeing this, Feng Zi and Qinglin stepped onto the final stretch of the road.

The unknown existence was still harassing the two with moon-white tentacles, but they were all easily neutralized.

Facing this harmless obstruction, Feng Zi's thoughts could not help but begin to wander:

He always felt that the scene he was experiencing felt somewhat familiar...

Of course, this did not refer to the scene being similar; he naturally had never encountered such a bizarre and peculiar scene before.

What truly made Feng Zi feel familiar was the "quality" of the scene before his eyes:

An environment completely different from the outside world, a situation that repelled all unfamiliar existences—

Wait, isn't this exactly the same as the day he met Qinglin!

Feng Zi suddenly thought of this point.

And then, he subconsciously shook his head and thought to himself:

Qinglin's situation was a special case; he couldn't possibly force a connection between these two situations.

Furthermore, meeting Qinglin was only a low-probability event; he couldn't possibly meet another woman again, could he?

Casting aside the unrealistic wild thoughts in his heart, Feng Zi and Qinglin arrived at the place where the mist was thickest.

There, they saw a "humanoid."

This description was very strange, but for Feng Zi, even he could not think of a better description for the time being—

It was a peculiar existence three zhang tall; its figure had the outline of a human, yet it possessed absolutely no human organs.

On its body were only countless, formless, eerie lumps of flesh, and those lumps were undergoing incomprehensible changes at every moment.

Most eye-catching of all was that this humanoid figure was covered in moon-white tentacles.

There was no need to think to know that this existence was the "spoiler" who had been obstructing them all along.

Regarding the arrival of Feng Zi and Qing Lin, the humanoid figure had no mouth, yet its entire body emitted strange syllables that made one's mind dazed.

Taking advantage of the moment the two were dazed, the humanoid figure immediately brandished the tentacles on its body.

The next moment, those tentacles vanished into the thickest mist, flickering and indistinct, making it impossible to discern the direction from which the attack was coming.

But who were they; they immediately regained their clarity and easily dodged the many tentacles that were striking toward them.

Qing Lin casually severed a few tentacles and immediately asked, "Should we leave a live one?"