A chilling wind howled under the blood-red moon.
The swarm of humanoid creatures surged forward in endless waves, trampling over their own kind, knowing neither fear nor exhaustion.
Under the influence of the blood moon, these creatures had evolved immensely durable bodies and overwhelming strength, but at the cost of their consciousness.
Gazing at the relentless tide of monsters, Feng Qi stepped forward.
He did not retreat—instead, he charged head-on into the swarm.
The goat-headed demons trailing behind him, seeing this, also began moving forward.
Balls of green ghostly fire soared through the air, arcing like falling stars before crashing into the horde.
Explosions erupted one after another, sending humanoid creatures flying.
Just like in his previous future dreamscapes, these goat-headed demons had once again chosen to fight for him without hesitation, treating him as their divine lord.
And Feng Qi had no qualms about using them.
As he collided with the swarm, his figure was immediately swallowed up by countless enemies.
The dark green flames on his body roared as he swung his fists, blasting through them violently.
The goat-headed demons flanked him, intercepting the creatures attempting to surround him from the sides.
A deep, echoing howl suddenly rang from behind.
A group of flaming skeletal horses galloped at full speed, charging from the camp.
As they approached, several goat-headed demons leaped onto the skeletal horses, using them to ram into the enemy horde, pushing forward toward Feng Qi's position.
With the goat-headed demons splitting the pressure, his advance became far smoother.
There was no need to worry about the creatures attacking from behind—his only task was to clear a path forward.
His pace quickened significantly, far faster than his previous struggles in this future dreamscape.
With the goat-headed demons assisting, Feng Qi soon returned to the point where he had previously chosen to retreat.
At that moment, as he ripped apart a towering three-meter-tall humanoid monster, he suddenly felt a shift in his body.
His skin wriggled, sprouting fresh muscle tissue at an accelerated rate. The vital energy in his veins surged, thickening at a noticeable speed.
Clearing out a wide area ahead with a few powerful strikes, he took the brief window before the enemy could fill the gap to check his status panel.
A surprising discovery awaited him.
His prefix title, "Very Strong," had evolved.
[Elite (Prefix Title Ability)]
Physical Strength: +40%
Self-Recovery Rate: Significantly enhanced
New Ability: Limb Regeneration
Compared to his previous "Very Strong" title, the evolved "Elite" granted an additional 10% boost to his physical power and an entirely new regeneration ability.
Feeling his strength surge, Feng Qi grinned.
With a few swift punches, he sent a wave of humanoid creatures flying, before checking the rest of his status panel.
Bloodline: Human (Intermediate)
Bloodline Evolution Points: 4,695/10,000
Through relentless combat, he had already accumulated 4,695 evolution points.
The road to 10,000 points was still long, but not impossible.
Every humanoid creature granted 1 evolution point—which meant he only needed to kill 5,000 more.
A daunting task, but with the endless swarm before him, it was an opportunity.
Closing his translucent status panel, he lunged back into battle.
As he fought, he gradually regained lost memories, his suppressed fury leaking out with each kill.
Scenes from when he had first entered this timeline resurfaced.
At the moment of arrival, he had materialized not far from Star City Shelter.
But instead of a grand welcome from Little Cripple, he had immediately been attacked by countless humanoid creatures.
With no time to think, he had activated his Blood Source ability and fought his way forward toward Star City Shelter.
Then, in the distance, he had finally seen it—
The towering walls of Star City Shelter.
For a moment, he had dared to hope—
Had history changed?
Had the sacrifices made on the other timelines actually saved humanity?
Even though the shelter's situation seemed far from ideal, the mere fact that it still stood had given him a glimmer of hope.
But when he had gotten closer, he realized something was wrong.
The banners hanging from the walls were decorated with human bones—not symbols of resistance, but trophies of conquest.
Beneath the towering structure, mountains of human remains were piled up.
A horrifying sight.
At that moment, he had understood.
Star City Shelter had long since fallen.
The humans inside had been exterminated.
And now, it was home to the creatures of the domain.
As if to confirm his worst fears, his presence had drawn attention.
From atop the walls, the figures of domain creatures emerged, peering down at him.
Watching.
Waiting.
Like predators observing their next prey.
Seeing this, Feng Qi did not charge recklessly but instead circled around, heading toward the ruins of the abandoned city.
At that moment, his mind was flooded with doubts.
He couldn't understand—how had the remaining humans of Star City Shelter been defeated by the domain creatures?
By all logic, both humans and domain creatures should have been sacrificed to the Mist Lord, including the hordes of humanoid monsters outside the shelter.
Those monsters should have been drained of their blood and turned into fragile undead, mindless husks of what they once were.
Yet, reality had worsened even further.
The answers he sought, he believed, could only be found inside the Scarlet Secret Base, where he could read memories and uncover the truth.
This fragment of overlapping memories helped him piece together what had happened back then.
With that, he pressed forward toward Star City Shelter, leading the goat-headed demons behind him.
By continuously absorbing the blood of humanoid creatures, Feng Qi managed to sustain his Blood Source state, but at the same time, the strain on his body increased.
Under normal circumstances, Blood Source lasted about 10 minutes.
He was maintaining it artificially by absorbing blood, keeping his body in a state of high-intensity overdrive—but it came at a price.
The pressure on his body was immense.
Still, his limit had not yet been reached. Though the searing pain of tearing flesh spread throughout his body, it was well within his endurance.
Compared to the bio-enhancements and rune modifications he had suffered in the Sacrificial Line, this level of pain was nothing.
Like a sharpened blade, he cut through the enemy ranks, leading the goat-headed demons in a relentless charge.
He did not know how long he had been pushing forward, but soon—
The towering walls of Star City Shelter came into view.
Feng Qi turned back to check on his army.
He immediately noticed a sharp decrease in the number of goat-headed demons following him—at least a third of them had fallen along the way.
Those who had perished had clearly died in battle, cut down as they paved the way forward.
Yet, he felt no remorse.
Turning back toward Star City Shelter, he increased his speed.
Crushing countless humanoid creatures underfoot, he finally reached the shelter's outer defenses.
And there—he saw it clearly.
The sight before him ignited a raging inferno in his heart.
Countless human skeletons were impaled along the walls, displayed like trophies, as if the domain creatures were boasting their victory.
The anger that had been simmering finally erupted.
Without hesitation, he charged toward the city gates.
His footsteps left deep craters in the ground, and as he reached the gates, he threw a devastating punch forward.
BOOM!
A thunderous impact echoed as his fist struck the reinforced metal gates.
The gate caved inward, but did not break.
Then—
The shelter's automated defense systems activated.
The rust-covered cannons mounted along the walls locked onto him, opening fire.
A storm of bullets rained down, pelting his flesh like a relentless downpour.
Yet, despite the sheer force behind the gunfire, the bullets barely sank into his skin before being deflected.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Qi pulled back his fist, then struck again—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
With each successive blow, the metal gates buckled inward, bending further and further.
Until finally—
They collapsed completely.
With the gate destroyed, he charged into the shelter, the goat-headed demons following close behind.
At the same time, a flood of humanoid monsters poured in behind them, surging through the now open entryway.
Some climbed over the walls, using each other as stepping stones to breach the defenses.
As he advanced, Feng Qi found himself surrounded by remnants of ancient technology—decayed and rusted weapons, long since abandoned.
Pushing forward, he soon arrived at a massive black stone monument.
He was just about to step forward and offer his blood, intending to unlock the gate to the shelter's inner sanctum—
But then—
The monument moved on its own.
A hidden passage slid open, revealing a group of heavily armed domain creatures emerging in formation.
They were all different in appearance.
Some had gill-like markings on their faces, while others bore single horns on their foreheads.
It was clear that they did not belong to a single species—this was a mixed force of various domain creatures.
Yet, none of them looked surprised to see him.
Instead, they rushed toward him without hesitation.
Through the monitoring systems inside Star City Shelter, they had already been tracking the battle outside.
The moment the outer gates took damage, they had begun preparing their counterattack.
To them, Feng Qi wasn't a surprise intruder—they assumed he was another domain faction seeking to claim Star City Shelter.
The shelter's resources were finite.
There was no room for coexistence.
They had only one option—fight to the death.
The victor would claim control over Star City Shelter.
Feng Qi, unaware of their internal politics, launched his attack first.
With a single devastating punch, he obliterated the first domain creature that approached him.
The rest immediately engaged in retaliation.
Behind him, the goat-headed demons formed a defensive line, holding back the flood of humanoid monsters that continued to pour in.
At the black stone monument, Feng Qi stood alone, facing off against the endless wave of domain warriors emerging from the depths of Star City Shelter.
With every kill, blood energy surged into his body.
And in the midst of battle—
He gained four brand new abilities.
Feng Qi didn't have time to check what the newly acquired abilities were.
The domain weak tribe warriors occupying Star City Shelter had grown immensely stronger over the years. Unlike the humanoid creatures, he couldn't simply crush them with overwhelming brute force.
Then—
A familiar figure emerged from the metal passageway.
Feng Qi's expression instantly turned serious.
It wasn't just anyone—it was Little Cripple.
But this Little Cripple was different.
It now wore a set of custom-forged metal armor, designed using Star City Shelter's resources. On its head was a crown crafted from unknown crystalline material.
And the aura it exuded—
Was far stronger than before.
Clearly, after taking control of Star City Shelter, Little Cripple had used the warehouse's stored resources to enhance its power once again.
Upon seeing Feng Qi again, Little Cripple attacked first.
Despite having only one leg, Little Cripple's offensive capabilities were terrifying.
Its right leg struck with sharp, unpredictable angles, able to extend and contract freely, delivering devastating force.
Each kick was accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, slicing through the air like a blade.
Yet—
Feng Qi remained calm.
Last time, he had been completely outmatched by Little Cripple's speed and technique.
But this time—
He had grown stronger.
When Little Cripple's leg whipped down from above, Feng Qi stepped forward—
And rammed into it with a devastating Iron Mountain Shoulder Strike.
BOOM!
A thunderous impact shook the battlefield.
Little Cripple was sent flying, crashing into a large metal apparatus.
Electric arcs flashed through the machine's circuits, and the chest plate of Little Cripple's armor crumpled inward.
[See? If you've got absolute strength and speed, you don't need to worry about techniques—just brute force your way through!]
The narrator's voice rang out, filled with admiration.
Feng Qi ignored the comment.
Punching aside several approaching domain creatures, he lunged at Little Cripple again.
Little Cripple, however, was a seasoned warrior.
Before Feng Qi could close the gap, it flipped off the crushed metal device, narrowly dodging a crushing follow-up punch.
Just as Feng Qi was about to press the attack—
A heavy force suddenly weighed down on his body.
His movements became sluggish.
He looked up and saw—
A domain creature wrapped in countless bandages staring directly at him.
And the suffocating pressure emanated from its body.
Then—
The bandaged creature clenched its fist, and the gravitational force on Feng Qi increased dramatically.
His limbs felt heavier, his motions stiffened—
[Shit. It's got gravity control. This one's gonna be a pain.]
The narrator's voice carried a hint of concern.
At the same time, Little Cripple exploited the opening.
With a fierce roundhouse kick, it smashed its foot into Feng Qi's neck.
His body was sent flying, crashing several meters away.
Before he could even get up—
A towering domain warrior appeared behind him.
With iron grip strength, it locked his arms in place from behind.
Feng Qi struggled violently—
But the power holding him down only increased.
Little Cripple rushed forward for another attack.
And with the added gravitational force restricting him, Feng Qi found himself unable to break free in time.
The situation was dire.
If he didn't break free soon, another few rounds of attacks and he wouldn't make it out alive.
He refused to die before Little Black even arrived.
All three of his current opponents were exceptionally strong.
But they weren't from the same race.
And that didn't surprise him.
The structure of Star City Shelter's domain factions was very similar to the Domain Weak Tribe Alliance.
Most of them had originally infiltrated human society, blending in for years.
When the outside world became too dangerous for them, they hid within the shelter, taking advantage of its protection.
But with limited resources inside the shelter, these domain races had one goal—
To exterminate humanity and take full control of Star City Shelter.
To accomplish this, they restricted the spread of advanced cultivation techniques, limiting human growth and strength.
Feng Qi had seen this same scenario before—
In another timeline of the Future Dream Realm.
Back then, their plan to wipe out humanity had failed.
Even if he hadn't interfered, both domain creatures and surviving humans would have all been sacrificed by the Mist Lord.
After all—
Even these domain warriors had practiced Flesh Sacrifice rituals.
But in this timeline, things had changed.
The Mist Lord was gone.
And they had successfully carried out their coup, wiping out the last human survivors.
Thinking about the Mist Lord, a thought flashed through Feng Qi's mind.
Before it died, the Mist Lord had given him the coordinates for the Flesh Cauldron Ritual.
He didn't know if Little Cripple and the other domain creatures in this timeline had also practiced Flesh Sacrifice.
But if they had—
Then that meant…
If he could activate the Flesh Cauldron Ritual, just like the Mist Lord once did…
He could instantly strip away their blood, their flesh—
And end them all in an instant.
The thought made him grin viciously.
[Oh ho~ So now you wanna be like the Mist Lord, snapping fingers and wiping people out?]
[Damn… The dragon slayer really has become the dragon.]
[But, I gotta say… I'm kinda looking forward to this.]