"I'm starting to wonder if there might be level 6 creatures deep within Mist Island. With our current strength, we're not ready to face level 6 creatures yet."
Hearing Luo Feng's words, the group stopped hesitating and set off. Xiao Bai led the way at the front.
When Luo Feng noticed the direction White Tiger was heading, his expression changed slightly. Wasn't this the same direction the other Black Ghoul had fled in? He didn't pay it much mind—if they encountered the Black Ghoul, Luo Feng wouldn't hesitate to take its Mist Crystal.
After about five minutes of travel, something strange happened.
Luo Feng spotted a Black Ghoul in the distance, panicked and running straight toward them. This one looked different from the ones he'd seen before. The previous Black Ghouls had been wreathed in thick black smoke, an intimidating sight. But this one was covered in deep, untreated wounds—highly unusual for creatures as resilient as Black Ghouls.
Noticing this anomaly, Luo Feng realized something even more terrifying must be chasing it. His expression darkened. Could they really be this unlucky? They hadn't even ventured far into Mist Island yet, and already they were encountering one fearsome creature after another. If not for Luo Feng's strength, this would be overwhelming.
No wonder that Bounty Hunter with the Treasure Map Fragment had died here. Even a Five-Star Bounty Hunter would struggle to escape unscathed from the depths of Mist Island, let alone a Four-Star one.
Luo Feng immediately used a Clairvoyance Charm to peer behind the Black Ghoul. What he saw shocked him. Not far away, a wolf was battling—no, hunting—three Black Ghouls. This wolf was unlike any Common wolf; it walked upright on two legs, eerily similar to a certain infamous wolf from a banned film.
The wolf radiated intense energy as it slashed at the Ghouls with its claws, tearing deep gashes into their bodies. Then it drew a blade from its back and cleaved all three Ghouls apart in a single strike. Without pause, it charged toward the remaining Black Ghoul near Luo Feng's group.
Reacting instantly, Luo Feng didn't hesitate—not to attack the wolf, but to strike the Black Ghoul first. After all, whoever killed it would claim the spoils. A flame materialized before him and shot toward the wounded Ghoul.
With a bang, the already battered Black Ghoul disintegrated into ashes. Luo Feng swiftly collected the Mist Crystal into his space ring.
"Obtained Level 4 Black Mist Crystal: +1"
Thousandfold Reward:
"Obtained Level 4 Black Mist Crystal: +1000"
At that moment, the wolf's claws stopped abruptly less than two meters from Luo Feng's face.
It stared at the man before it with evident surprise.
Humans were uncommon within Mist Island.
And one this powerful was even rarer.
Even it had sensed a trace of threat from the Fire Lotus this human had unleashed moments ago.
However, since this person had taken the initiative to kill a Black Ghoul, it meant he wasn't an enemy.
Luo Feng studied the wolf at such close range, his expression growing increasingly peculiar.
The resemblance was uncanny.
Could this really be Grey Wolf?
If so, things just got extremely interesting.
Smiling, he said, "My apologies, I didn't notice you earlier. When I saw a Black Ghoul approaching, I couldn't resist eliminating it. I didn't realize it was your target. Here's its Mist Crystal—consider it yours."
As he spoke, Luo Feng produced a Mist Crystal and offered it to the wolf.
Having just acquired 1,000 Mist Crystals, parting with one was no great loss.
His only concern was whether the wolf could understand human speech.
Wu Dalang eyed the crystal in Luo Feng's hand and chuckled, "Since you defeated that Black Ghoul, this Mist Crystal rightfully belongs to you. A word of caution—these Black Mist Crystals carry severe side effects. Consume them recklessly at your peril. I am Wu Dalang of the Wolf Clan from Verdant Grassland in the Azure Mist Zone. Might I know your name?"
Luo Feng's jaw nearly dropped at Wu Dalang's words.
His shock wasn't from the content of the speech.
It was the name.
Why did "Wu Dalang" sound so familiar?
With genuine astonishment, he replied, "Greetings, Wu Dalang. I'm Shura from Mist City. These are my companions, Tang Xuewei and Ariel. Meeting you here is truly delightful. May I ask—do you happen to have an exceptionally beautiful wife and a formidable younger brother?"
Wu Dalang started, his expression turning bewildered. "How could you know that? Have you visited Verdant Grassland?"
Luo Feng was now even more stunned than Wu Dalang. The coincidence was unbelievable.
The designer of this Ocean Survival Game must have deeply studied Chinese history.
To think they'd merged these elements so perfectly.
Flushing slightly, Luo Feng awkwardly explained, "I've never been to Verdant Grassland. It's just that your name resembles someone from my homeland. I asked casually—never expecting such an uncanny parallel. I'd love to visit Verdant Grassland someday."
Wu Dalang's curiosity was piqued, but he didn't press further. He had urgent matters to attend to and couldn't linger.
"Ah, I see," he said. "Though you've arrived at rather an inopportune time."
Recently, something strange has been happening in the Black Mist Zone.
The Black Ghouls inside have actually emerged from the Black Mist and invaded other Mist Zones, wreaking havoc and slaughtering indiscriminately.
In no time, countless lives across various Mist Zones have been lost.
As a result, the entire Mist Island has now become an extremely dangerous place.