With his flesh and blood reforged, the battlefront could finally be officially launched.
Before leaving the Crimson Research Institute, Feng Qi tested his abilities, including Blood Source and other innate talents.
The test results confirmed that he could use all the abilities of his other self. However, he could only activate one at a time and couldn't seamlessly switch between them.
This was a huge drawback, severely limiting his combat effectiveness.
Even so, his current strength was still several times greater than what he had gained from embedding the Demon Dragon Rune Crystal.
After attending the final Crimson High Council meeting, Feng Qi packed his bag and returned to Star City Academy.
The first thing he did was visit Bai Fusheng's office, where he explained everything that had happened over the past year and a half.
To support his claims, he presented two new cultivation techniques that had not yet been introduced in the primary timeline.
Seeing the techniques he had brought, Bai Fusheng was visibly satisfied.
With his approval secured, Feng Qi returned to his dormitory.
After being absent for over a year, the room was covered in dust, so he spent some time cleaning it up.
Once everything was settled, he sat down on the sofa and retrieved a special glove from his backpack.
The glove was lightweight and had a texture indistinguishable from human skin. It had been custom-designed for him by the Crimson Research Institute.
Inside the glove were three small, high-purity spirit energy crystals, meant to be used as a power source when inscribing spell formations.
The Crimson Research Institute had taken into account that he wouldn't be able to absorb vital energy once he left his Blood Source state, so they had designed this glove to allow him to replenish his body at any time.
The institute's high-ranking officials even jokingly referred to it as the "Resurrection Glove."
Feng Qi put on the glove and clenched his fist.
It felt completely natural, as if it were part of his own skin.
From now on, he needed to wear this glove at all times.
With the battlefront officially opening, assassinations could happen at any moment. If he faced a powerful enemy, he would have to activate his trump card—Blood Source.
The glove was his lifeline, ensuring that he could recover after every battle.
Aside from the Resurrection Glove, his customized backpack contained three boxes of high-purity spirit stones and a case of Brain Activity Needles.
The Crimson Research Institute had also implanted a tracking chip in the back of his neck, allowing the Recovery Squad to monitor his movements.
After checking everything in his backpack, Feng Qi zipped it up and dialed Lin Ran's number.
After a brief wait, the call connected.
Lin Ran's voice came through:
"Qi-ge, is your research still not done? When are you finally coming back?"
Hearing Lin Ran's grumbling, Feng Qi smiled slightly.
"I'm already back at the dorm. Gather everyone—let's meet up later."
"I'll get everyone together right now! See you in an hour!"
Excited to hear that Feng Qi had returned, Lin Ran immediately agreed before hanging up.
After dinner at the academy cafeteria, Feng Qi led a group of students to the field. They sat in a circle on the grassy turf.
Looking at the curious expressions of those around him, he decided it was time to reveal the truth and officially launch the battlefront.
This wasn't the first time he had revealed his secret to others, but it was the first time he was telling Mu Qing in this sacrificial timeline.
The challenges ahead would be numerous, and in his view, Mu Qing's involvement was essential.
In this sacrificial timeline, he intended to solve all problems with brute force. Whatever future consequences might arise were no longer his concern.
With that in mind, he turned to Hui Xu, the monk, and said:
"Hui Xu. Your real name. The inheritor of the Prajna Domain Combat Squad. You came to Star City Academy to investigate the Psionic Race's traitorous faction behind Le Ping'an, hoping to track them down and recover a stolen Miracle Artifact... Did I get that right?"
As he finished speaking, a faint smirk appeared on his lips.
For a brief moment, Hui Xu's expression turned dead serious—but he quickly concealed it, scratching his head with a carefree grin.
"Qi-ge, what are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean."
"Wait, Qi-ge... are you saying Hui Xu is here on some kind of secret mission?" Lin Ran frowned, his gaze shifting toward Hui Xu.
Although he didn't fully understand terms like "Psionic Race" or "traitor faction," Lin Ran could still grasp the implications of Feng Qi's words. His expression toward Hui Xu changed slightly.
"Qi-ge, where did you hear this? That has to be fake."
Hui Xu tried to deny it, but Feng Qi didn't bother responding.
Instead, his gaze swept over the group, and he said:
"I'm about to tell you all a secret about myself. It might sound unbelievable, but I need you to trust that every word I say is the truth."
Hearing his serious tone, the students felt a growing tension.
"Qi-ge, hurry up and spill it. I hate when people beat around the bush," Xia Long said in his usual booming voice, sneaking a glance at Lü Yue.
Seeing everyone's anticipation, Feng Qi took a moment to organize his thoughts before speaking.
"I actually have the ability to traverse freely between the future and reality."
After a brief moment of silence, the group's expressions shifted in various ways.
Mu Qing looked confused, Lin Ran was deep in thought, and Hui Xu's gaze flickered with uncertainty.
"I know this is hard for you to understand. Before I gained this ability, I was a firm believer in science. But there are things that modern scientific knowledge simply can't explain—including the changes in my body."
Under the group's complicated expressions, Feng Qi began recounting his experiences.
Everything started with that lesson before graduation.
From turning into an undead, to discovering Star City Shelter and realizing he had arrived 1,500 years into the future, where humanity had already been wiped out.
Then came his exploration of multiple timelines, each time seeking the truth behind the destruction of the world.
During these journeys, he uncovered hidden traitors, eliminated Le Ping'an, and caused an upheaval at Star City Academy.
On different timelines, he had gone undercover in the Institute of Technological Research, joined the Dawn Rebel Army to grow alongside Mu Qing, formed the Breaking Dawn Organization to resist the Shadow Forces, and even collaborated with the Mist Lord to shape the future.
He had begun with unwavering faith in humanity's victory, but as he uncovered the true nature of the world, that conviction had been repeatedly shaken.
He didn't deliberately emphasize the pain and hardships of his journey, but Lin Ran and the others still found themselves on the verge of tears.
Looking at Feng Qi, who was still calmly recounting his experiences, they couldn't imagine the kind of pressure and suffering he had endured after facing failure again and again.
The night deepened, and the academy's streetlights shut off at midnight.
Yet Feng Qi continued telling his story, sharing the truths he had discovered across countless timelines.
Each timeline was intricately connected, a puzzle where each new piece unraveled another layer of reality.
Piece by piece, he exposed the brutal world hidden behind the veil, revealing it to Lin Ran and the others.
His story was long. Even though he omitted unnecessary details, there was still too much they needed to know.
These intelligence reports were directly tied to the battlefront's future plans.
The battlefront would be built upon this knowledge, and understanding it would help everyone find their place in the war to come.
As the sky began to brighten, Feng Qi's story reached the moment when the Mist Lord fell outside Old Day City.
And with that, the tale came to an end.
Lin Ran let out a long breath, his expression serious.
"Qi-ge, it seems that not all domain creatures are cold-blooded and ruthless. At least, from what you've described, the Mist Lord was someone who valued loyalty and emotions. It's a shame we were on opposing sides. If possible, I think we should try to bring him over to humanity's side and fight our common enemy together."
Feng Qi shook his head. "That's something you don't need to worry about. The Mist Lord is indeed a potential ally, and if he were to fully align with humanity, he would be a tremendous asset for our future. But this timeline is not the right time for that."
"We have nothing to offer him, no way to convince him to trust us."
"If we attempt an alliance without sufficient leverage, he might agree on the surface, but behind the scenes, he'd definitely be making his own counterplans against us."
"Based on what I know of him, that scenario is highly likely. He wouldn't hesitate to stab us in the back if it suited his interests."
Lin Ran nodded. "You're right. Someone who can wait 1,500 years to execute a plan isn't someone we can take lightly. If we can't fully win his loyalty, he'd be a massive threat."
Feng Qi smirked. "Oh? So now you're saying you believe everything I just told you?"
Lin Ran scratched his head. "It's still a lot to take in, but your story makes sense. Looking at everything you've done so far, I don't see any inconsistencies."
"For example, when you asked me to research spiritual attack techniques and anti-parasitic cultivation methods—I couldn't understand why before. But now, everything fits."
"I believe you. I admit it—you're telling the truth."
Hui Xu raised a hand and grinned. "I believe you too."
Cai Guo turned to him with a mocking smile. "Oh, so that's how it is? Here I thought you were just some slacker hanging out at Star City Academy, but turns out you're the successor to the Prajna Domain Combat Squad. You really had me fooled. So you're just another big shot pretending to be a newbie, huh?"
Hui Xu scratched his head awkwardly. "Uh… about that…"
Lü Yue, who had been silent this entire time, finally spoke up. "I believe you too."
Feng Qi turned to him with interest. "Oh? What made you so sure?"
"You once asked us in class: If we knew humanity was doomed, would we accept fate, or would we fight back even if it was meaningless?"
"I remember countering that question by asking you: What would you do?"
"And your response was… If the future isn't what I want it to be, then I'll change it with my own hands."
"Now, I finally understand why you asked us that question."
Hearing this, Feng Qi nodded with a smile.
Through multiple timelines, he had worked with Lü Yue enough to know that, beneath his cold exterior, there was a deeply loyal heart.
Then, Mu Qing spoke. "Ah Qi, so in this timeline… you don't want me to establish the Dawn Rebel Army? You want me to stay by your side instead?"
Feng Qi nodded. "Yes. You are the core of this battlefront."
"In the coming battles, we'll face constant threats—assassinations, sabotage. As long as we can establish a foothold in Star City, those tactics won't matter."
"But the real challenge will come in open conflict. And you, Mu Qing, are the only one among us who can take on those fights head-on."
Mu Qing blinked blankly, then nodded. "Alright. I'll stay with you."
That single sentence carried more weight than a thousand words.
Looking at Mu Qing's calm expression, warmth spread through Feng Qi's heart.
After Mu Qing declared her support, Cai Guo, Yang Xiaoxin, the Xia brothers, Yan Fu, and Xu Hongyun also spoke up, one after another.
Each of them made the same promise:
They would stand beside him.
They would walk the path of battle together.
Feng Qi's gaze swept across the determined faces of the students before him, and he nodded solemnly.
He had always known they would choose to stand beside him. Across multiple timelines, they had always made this choice.
Yet, every time, when he saw them making this decision without hesitation—choosing to fight for the future of humanity, even at the cost of their lives—he couldn't help but be moved.
Time passed, and the sun gradually rose from the east.
Unknowingly, they had been sitting on the field all night.
"Qi-ge, what does the world look like 1,500 years in the future?" Yang Xiaoxin asked curiously.
Feng Qi sighed and responded, "The sun never rises anymore. There's only a blood-red crescent moon hanging in the sky. The entire world is dead silent—nothing but domain creatures roaming the wasteland. It has completely become a realm of slaughter, where only the strong survive."
Hearing this, Yang Xiaoxin looked up at the bright morning sun and couldn't help but sigh.
"Being able to see the sun rise… is really a blessing."
"Our fight is to ensure that 1,500 years from now, our descendants can still see the sun rise just as we do today. Just like the warriors who once defended Star City, paving the way for those who would come after them."
"Alright, let's get breakfast first. Once we're back, I'll explain my next steps for this battlefront in detail."
With that, Feng Qi stood up.
Seeing this, Lin Ran and the others also got to their feet, following him toward the academy cafeteria.
Over the next few days, Breaking Dawn was officially established.
The first step in Feng Qi's battlefront plan was to take control of Star City.
For an organization to have real combat strength, it needed a stable base of operations—a safe haven for logistics, supply chains, and coordination.
The previous Breaking Dawn organization had failed because it lacked a permanent stronghold.
During its conflict with the Institute of Technological Research, it had no place to regroup, constantly forced to go into hiding. This made it impossible to gather true combat power.
This time, Feng Qi chose to use the entire Star City as the foundation of Breaking Dawn.
When the war officially broke out, the hidden human resistance forces would finally have a clear beacon to rally behind.
But for this plan to succeed, every domain faction hidden within Star City had to be wiped out.
His first target was the Domain Weak Tribe Alliance.
In a previous timeline, the Mist Lord had infiltrated their leadership and obtained a list of their strongholds within Star City.
That information was never hidden from Feng Qi.
He had memorized every single location on the list.
Now, that intelligence would finally be put to use.
Aside from the Domain Weak Tribe Alliance, another faction had to be eliminated—
the Night Shadow Clan, which had infiltrated Tiger Soul Research Institute.
To Feng Qi, this group was not a real threat.
The only problem was how to eliminate them without drawing too much attention.
Before Breaking Dawn could secure its foothold, premature exposure would jeopardize everything.
Silently eradicating the Night Shadow Clan was the optimal choice, ensuring they wouldn't tip off outside forces before the time was right.
Mu Qing's strength alone was enough to crush the entire Night Shadow Clan. The challenge, however, was how to eliminate them without attracting outside attention.
If an opportunity didn't exist… he would create one.
To set the stage, Feng Qi submitted an official request to Tiger Soul Research Institute under his title as a professor in Star City Academy's Cultivation Techniques Department.
The request?
A field trip for students to visit Tiger Soul Research Institute for research and observation.
Three days later, an invitation arrived in his inbox.
The sender?
Director Liu, the same researcher who had once tried to recruit him early into Tiger Soul Research Institute.
Reading the contents of the email, Feng Qi smirked.
The time had come.