Let’s Ask Divine Father for Help

He transformed into a massive Chameleon Turtle.

Its body was black, its shell was black, with sturdy limbs, horns on its head, and a long tail trailing behind.

With a sweep of its tail, it knocked down a large group of Kee Clan members, then turned into a streak of black light and crashed into the barrier with a loud 'bang,' breaking a huge hole and escaping.

Mr. Wang was actually a demon beast!

He was a Chameleon Turtle.

Chameleon Turtles aren't known for their attack power, but they're the best at disguise among all the spirit beasts of the sea.

Legend has it, when fierce sea beasts hunt it, it can turn into a rock or a strand of seaweed, and no matter how hard the predator tries, it can't be found...

"Vile creature, where do you think you're going!" Instantly, three members of the Kee Clan turned into streaks of light and chased after it.

Among them was the Kee Clan Leader, James Kee.

Anyone who can fly through the air without relying on spirit beasts must be a Spirit Master!

The Kee Clan actually has three Spirit Masters—no wonder they're such an ancient and powerful family!

Besides them, other Kee Clan members summoned their own flying beasts and joined the chase.

Grace, who had been frozen in place, snapped back to her senses when she saw this.

This was her chance—she couldn't let it slip away!

Grace quickly summoned her own falcon and, together with the other flying beasts, darted through the hole in the barrier.

It was the darkest hour before dawn.

Once outside, she could only see a few streaks of light flashing across the horizon.

All the flying beasts chased after the lights, vanishing into the darkness in an instant.

Grace slyly changed direction and slipped away on her own.

To avoid being spotted, she urged her falcon to fly at top speed.

When daylight broke, Grace realized... she was surrounded by thick and thin patches of white mist, with visibility barely a kilometer.

And no matter how high or low she flew, the white mist was everywhere.

Grace pulled out her newly acquired Divining Compass.

The needle on the compass spun wildly, never settling for a moment—she couldn't get a fix on her location at all.

Just as Mr. Wang said, you can't use a compass to navigate in Wuyue Mountain—it was absolutely true.

Without the compass, she couldn't even tell north from south.

Even her Messenger Charm only produced weird static noises.

Grace sat on her falcon and looked up at the sky.

She couldn't see the sky, couldn't see the clouds—there was only white mist everywhere.

She looked down at the ground.

Now that she was flying lower, she could actually see the earth below.

There was a grove of red-leafed trees and a small creek beside it—the scenery was actually quite nice.

But she wasn't in the mood for sightseeing.

She was lost.

In a situation like this... luck was all she could rely on.

Grace tried flying toward the thinnest part of the mist, hoping to reach a clearer area—maybe things would get better.

But to her utter frustration, by noon she realized she'd come right back to where she started!

She saw the same grove of red-leafed trees and the creek again.

So she switched directions, but by sunset, she was back here yet again...

Seriously, is this place the center of the world or what?

Grace was exhausted and hungry, and her falcon was tired too.

So Grace let her falcon land by the creek, caught a few fish for it to eat fresh, and roasted a couple for herself to fill her belly.

"Mommy, are we lost?" Ray asked her.

"Yeah," Grace replied. "I swear I kept flying straight, but no matter what, I always end up back here. I have no idea how that's even possible."

"Why don't we ask Divine Father for help!" Ray suggested.