In fact, for Fang Heng, who was in a soul body state, normal patrols by security guards made little difference.

Especially in a large commercial office park like this.

The lifeblood perception of the vampires had already clearly marked out the positions of all the guards and remaining staff members still in the park.

Fang Heng easily avoided the patrolling guards and casually infiltrated one of the buildings, entering a random room.

In his soul body state, Fang Heng gradually resumed his human form.

With a raise of his hand, the alchemy magic array stone slab appeared in his palm.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng’s right pupil spun rapidly!

Thick black mist overflowed from the activated space passage of the magic array and filled the entire room at an astonishing speed.

The Black Fog spread and expanded quickly!

Inside the park, even though security had been tightened, the normal guards had no ability to detect such a high-level intruder like Fang Heng. By the time they realized something was wrong, the Black Fog had already started seeping out through the building’s windows.

A guard pointed at the building not far away where the Black Fog was escaping, his legs trembling slightly, "C-Captain... Look over there..."

"It’s the Black Fog!"

"Quick! Tell the others to retreat immediately, evacuate personnel, and sound the alarm!"

The captain of the guard squad turned pale from fear.

Even the spawns were deathly afraid of the Black Fog. It looked harmless, but who knew what kind of hidden negative effects it might carry? The farther away they got, the better!

As the aura of the Black Fog continued to erupt, the guard squad, the security team, the Seven Realms Martial Capital’s joint defense team, and the spawns’ warrior teams all rushed over.

But just like last time, after they searched the entire building thoroughly again, they found no clues at all.

Fang Heng had already left by relying on his soul body.

Captain Barin of the guard squad did not enter the building but led a group of subordinates to provide support outside.

Barin listened to the reports coming in through the walkie-talkie and couldn’t help but shake his head with a bitter smile.

Just as he had expected, the search teams came up empty-handed!

He was starting to see the pattern—it was someone playing tricks behind the scenes, targeting the spawns on purpose.

If his guess was correct, a Black Fog alert would probably pop up in another location soon.

Sure enough, less than five minutes later, a new Black Fog alert sounded.

Well then.

Doing this every few days, huh?

Who could endure that?

Barin sighed inwardly and waved his hand. "Let’s go! Head to the alert area and check it out!"

"Yes, sir!"

Once again, it was a long night. Several Black Fog leak incidents occurred one after another in different parts of the spawn defense zones. All related teams spent the night running around the city like being led on a leash, exhausted and frustrated.

Not only the official teams—warriors recruited under the spawns were also dragged into it, muttering complaints.

But what could they do?

They still couldn’t find any clues related to the Black Fog.

As the sun rose once more, Barin stretched and rubbed his sore eyes.

Finally, the night was over.

Alright, everyone should go home and rest!

At that moment, in the council hall of the spawns’ headquarters building...

With a flash of pale yellow transition light, Consul Lila descended onto the main seat.

All the spawns present bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Consul."

"The Black Fog rampage incident has already come to the attention of the Council. The ruling council is very dissatisfied with your performance."

The spawns all lowered their heads.

"We are ashamed."

"The highest council has appointed me to handle this matter. From now on, I am the highest commander of the Seven Realms Martial Capital, responsible for all matters within the capital, including this Black Fog incident."

"Yes, Consul!"

Consul Lila calmly swept her gaze across the group and said in a low voice, "I already read the related reports on my way here. According to current findings, the source of the Black Fog contamination has all been pan-human races—remnants of the Titan bloodline."

"We don’t need to trace the Black Fog anymore. We will change our approach—investigate all pan-human races in the Seven Realms Martial Capital. I want a list of all personnel from these races. Monitor them one by one. If any suspicious activity is found, initiate the elimination protocol immediately."

The expressions of all the spawns turned serious. They nodded together. "Yes, Consul, sir."

...

"Hahaha, looks like the spawns are really in big trouble now."

"No kidding. The Black Fog just keeps showing up in their zones—it’s honestly hilarious."

Early in the morning, Fang Heng arrived at the Noel Clan building. Along the way, he overheard several Noel Clan newcomers chatting in small groups.

"No idea what the spawns are so afraid of. It’s like they’ve done something shady and are freaking out."

One warrior saw Fang Heng and waved. "Brother Fang Heng! What a coincidence, you came too?"

"Mm."

Fang Heng nodded lightly in response and then walked into a training room on the seventh floor.

Mu Shunan was sitting cross-legged. When he saw Fang Heng enter through the door, he inexplicably swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nervously asked, "You broke through?"

"Mm."

Damn it!

Hearing Fang Heng’s confirmation, Mu Shunan cursed silently in his heart.

Unbelievable!

Even so, he felt a sense of relief, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

He had already suspected something yesterday when An Qian contacted him.

Turned out he guessed right.

This guy had terrifying talent!

But when Fang Heng spoke next, Mu Shunan’s jaw nearly dropped.

"These past two days, I’ve gradually felt the bottleneck in Occult. I want to push for another breakthrough."

"Huh? Y-You’re saying you’ve also reached the grandmaster-level peak in Occult?"

Mu Shunan looked at Fang Heng as if he’d seen a ghost, unable to resist reaching out and tapping Fang Heng’s wrist.

Immediately, a surge of abundant mental strength flowed swiftly into Fang Heng’s body.

No way!

Mu Shunan stared intently at Fang Heng.

It was real!

He truly was at the grandmaster-level peak in Occult.

What was this guy even made of?

Mu Shunan felt his resolve crack a little. He scratched his head, looked Fang Heng up and down, and continued, "Do you need to stabilize it a bit? Maybe you’ve been cultivating too aggressively? Your body might not take it."

"Mm, it’s not a big problem. I think I can handle it."

"Alright. Maybe your physique is just far beyond normal people."

Mu Shunan was gradually getting used to Fang Heng’s monstrous talent. He took a deep breath and nodded. "Below the transcendent tier is all about adapting your body. Starting from the transcendent tier, your body modification is complete. The next step is control."

"Okay."

Fang Heng showed clear eagerness to learn new knowledge. He looked at Mu Shunan with great interest and asked, "So how do I control it exactly?"

"Hold on. Before that, we need to clarify a concept. In the world we’re currently in, in the region we’re currently located, there is actually a large amount of free energy around us. The energy’s activity level, its scale—they all..."

Fang Heng couldn’t help but interrupt, "You mean laws?"

"Yes! Exactly—laws!"