Ten days later.
Fog descended.
In the White Jade Valley, a thin mist gradually took shape.
Tiny droplets and ice crystals floated between the valley, shrouding it in a soft white veil. The distant peaks appeared faint and elusive, making Byrne and the others feel as if they were in a dreamlike world.
The winding paths were entwined with the mist, and the trees beca hazy and tranquil under the dim light.
At sunrise or dusk, the sunlight would filter through the mist, rendering the valley even more peaceful and mysterious.
Byrne stood quietly on a stone in the White Jade Valley, gazing at the increasingly fantastical surroundings and spoke softly, "As long as no one leaks the news, those evil cultists won't co here."
"Viscount Bast should be very safe, then it's up to his own efforts."
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Byrne was aware of one thing, the possibility of Viscount Bast's breakthrough success was only fifty percent.
Theoretically, a fifty percent chance was already quite significant; many Extraordinary Exponents attempting breakthroughs didn't have such high assurance. Yet, the possibility of failure was equally terrifying.
Most of the failures resulted in death.
Would that old man succeed?
Byrne couldn't help but ponder, how much longer do we need to stay here?
The "Dragon Taming Lord" Aldrich Romann, a Monarch Level being, and Zayne Frosac, who had reached the tamorphosis Phase, had both managed to convert spiritual power and life force, completely nullifying the need for food to sustain life.
When hungry, they simply consud spiritual power. When they felt too exhausted from the overuse of spiritual power, they would take a short rest. Converting one to the other continuously, they maintained their vitality.
However, Byrne, Renzo, and Marzo still needed food to live.
Viscount Bast, having planned for a long ti, had already stockpiled plenty of food in the valley, even enough to last the three of them for more than half a year.
The only problem was that the food tasted terrible.
After only ten days, Marzo deeply regretted coming to this place.
Not for any other reason, but simply because she was completely tired of those easily stored foods.
"It's really, a little too disgusting... I can't stand it."
Marzo initially remained expressionless, unaware of the seriousness of the situation. It wasn't until she attempted to use the power of Nature to grow fruit in the valley that she beca truly shocked.
"It's not working? Why is that?"
She quickly realized that there was not even a bit of soil here, so her power of Nature couldn't possibly create any plants.
All the white peaks, cliffs, and the ground were comprised of white jade!
"No, that's not right, according to what that guy said, they're not white jade, but white bones, just without the essence of the dead."
Marzo fell into thought, murmuring to herself.
"Why is there no essence of the dead? It's completely puzzling, a valley made of bones."
Having lived for a very long ti, she was experienced and had encountered much, yet the common knowledge of arcane studies ceased to be effective before the remnants left by those of Heavenly Enlightennt.
Even the existence of Monarch powerful experts could be understood, but those referred to as demi-gods, the legendary remnants of Heavenly Enlightennt, were not sothing Marzo could comprehend.
Byrne calmly reminded at her side:
"We have already made 'The Oath'; no one can leave before the breakthrough is complete."
"Aldrich Romann, many people call him the 'Dragon Taming Lord,' the man most likely to inherit the Duke's title from the Romann family. He is also willing to spend a large amount of ti and effort to protect Viscount Bast."
"I really don't know what kind of price Viscount Bast has paid to have the 'Dragon Taming Lord' stay here."
Previously, when there was no fog, Aldrich would quietly sit on a rock without speaking for a long ti.
He possessed an extraordinary calmness and never seed to be in a hurry or show anger, rage, or other negative emotions.
Byrne was interested in the Romann family and had specifically investigated them, especially the rumors and intelligence regarding the heir Aldrich.
It is said that he is an extrely ticulous man, adept at strategizing. He might fail due to being unprepared for sudden incidents, but his plans once laid out, have almost never been defeated.
He couldn't help but say, "Lord Aldrich is a formidable figure. It's said that even those much stronger than him could likely lose if they agreed to a rematch."
Marzo snorted and muttered, "Is that guy really so strong? I don't believe it. What if Duke Black Iron wants to fight him? Could he possibly win?"
Suddenly, they heard a voice from afar, that of "Dragon Taming Lord" Aldrich.
"Actually, the first truth of never losing a scheduled fight, is to never provoke those you cannot afford to provoke."
Byrne and Marzo looked at each other, surprised that despite the great distance and the inability to see any figures in the mist, their conversation was still overheard by that person.
Moreover, the "Dragon Taming Lord" Aldrich could even transmit his voice over to them.
Marzo nodded slightly, her voice instinctively lower, "Thankfully, such a person is our ally, not our enemy."
The two exchanged glances, Byrne slowly shook his head with seriousness.
"Indeed."
Byrne also nodded calmly.
He silently looked at the sky for a long ti without speaking.
Days passed by quickly once again.
At night, the moonlight shone on the valley, casting creepy shadows as if the valley hid unspeakable secrets and emanated a sinister aura.
As the night wore on and the Blazing Sun rose, the sunlight pierced through the mist, throwing dazzling lights as if the whole world were shrouded in a layer of mysterious fog.
In the white valley, the distant peaks seed to be enveloped in thick mist, and the trees around looked twisted and elusive under the hazy light, as if hiding so strange power.
Heavy silence dominated the region, even the air seed thin and dense, with irregular contours of white jade rocks and winding paths gradually disappearing from sight.
In the environnt of dense fog, Byrne's hearing beca even more acute; faint sounds from a distance were more profound in the low-visibility conditions.
Suddenly, Byrne realized that Marzo, who had just been nearby, had disappeared without a trace, and he had not noticed at all.
She seed to vanish into thin air.
"Hmm?"
He suddenly rembered sothing Viscount Bast had said: the area would beco dangerous after the fog set in. Could sothing have really happened?
"Where did she go..."
While Byrne was pondering, he suddenly heard voices of people talking nearby.
"This is the place, right? But it took us so long to find it."
"Yes, this is indeed the spot, if the information we received is correct, Viscount Bast should be in this valley."
"I hope the ti and effort we've spent coming here won't be wasted in the end, He will be watching over us."
Intruders?
He beca alert all at once, but did not move rashly, instead maintaining stillness in the thick fog.
After a mont of thought, Byrne calmly deployed his Body Double.
Thus, a man identical to Byrne materialized out of the dense fog that surrounded them.
It silently walked towards the vicinity, taking over the observation of the surroundings for Byrne's original body and moving towards the source of the voices he had just heard.
Go.
Byrne's expression unchanged, silently applied the "Full Concealnt" invisibility effect on his Body Double, making it completely undetectable in the fog.
As it approached, Byrne's Body Double discovered three black-robed heretics!
He imdiately realized those people were from the Stars Embrace Order!
The dense fog made it extrely difficult to see, so the three heretics were completely unaware of Byrne's presence.
And with the "Full Concealnt" invisibility, Byrne's Body Double, though very close, had no chance of being detected by the others.
Path of Knowledge wasn't one known for combat prowess on the God Pantheon stairway, yet no one could deny its strengths and the functional, extraordinary powers it provided.
Soon, Byrne overheard shocking words through his Body Double from the mouths of the three heretics.
"The Cyart noble we ambushed just now really gave us a hard ti! We even lost a number of our n because of it. What should we do next?"
The ambushed Cyart noble?
Who is it?
Who died?
Byrne was imdiately astounded!
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