The King of Black Fog

Chapter 1270 - 564: Rumors

The Fifth Sacred City, an endless azure sea, a black nest floating.

In the nest, a Prison Raven with a two-meter wingspan tilted its neck back to swallow a half-meter-long green fish.

A familiar warmth spread from its belly, enveloping its entire body in a comfort akin to being submerged in hot water.

Terrifying black mist seeped from under every feather of the Prison Raven.

Above the Prison Raven's head, a prison seemed to appear and disappear within the black mist.

"It's done!" The Prison Raven was overjoyed.

If not to save energy, it would have restored its full thousand-meter form, roaring towards the sky, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

The legendary Black Prison Body of the Prison Raven clan had awakened within it!

The Black Prison, once it traps a living being inside, could arbitrarily manipulate the prisoner's every divine skill.

A constitution capable of traversing the universe!

Although it couldn't leave the Fifth Sacred City, the Prison Raven wasn't anxious. It paid attention to live streams every day, believing that those supreme beings would eventually find a way out.

All it needed to do was wait.

Now with the Black Prison Body, once it leaves the nine Sacred Cities, it has a slight chance to become a Saint on its own!

There were many who shared its thoughts, so even if the Fifth Sacred City couldn't be left, or resilience regained, entrants still came in an endless stream.

The Prison Raven opened the live streams, the only place it would spend its energy.

On ordinary days, even upon encountering Fog Shadow Island, it wouldn't land to challenge it.

Live streamers in the Fifth Sacred City were extremely rare, as even streaming consumed energy.

One by one, it browsed through live streams; the streamers themselves weren't important. On the vast sea, in different parts of the sky, the streamers couldn't gather information.

The crucial part was the comments, the main source of news.

Today's comments were mostly about boasting which color fish they had caught, with no information about finding a way out.

Upon swiftly browsing through, the Prison Raven closed the live stream room; even if its energy was abundant, it couldn't be wasted.

"Hmm?" The Prison Raven was startled for a moment.

Amidst the vastness of the sea, there was no wind now, and no mist, calm and untroubled.

It also realized it had stopped.

Upon entering the Fifth Sacred City, the black nest that served as its ship would automatically move forward; some strong beings speculated the sea had an endpoint, and the trial was to reach this endpoint before its energy was exhausted.

Now, the black nest had stopped moving.

Despite the sudden anomaly, the Prison Raven felt no excitement; it didn't think itself the favored one of heavenly destiny, nor did it attribute the cause to its Black Prison Body awakening.

Upon entering the Fifth Sacred City, countless combatants awakened bloodlines, constitutions, and innate divine abilities; on what grounds was it different from others?

It only felt fear and trepidation.

"What's happening?!"

Ignoring energy conservation, aside from the invulnerable sea, its divine sense pressed down upon the sea and sky.

Nothing was discovered.

It quickly reopened the live stream room; neither the streamers nor the comments mentioned anything about ships standing still.

It wanted to leave a comment but found that no one paid any attention.

Something was very wrong!

The Prison Raven directly started its own live stream to become a streamer.

If it were in the first three Sacred Cities, gaining attention as a new streamer would be difficult; but there were so few streamers in the Fifth Sacred City, even a newcomer would draw massive beings and combatants.

Yet there was none, no spectators or combatants at all!

The Prison Raven, if spirit seeds were divided into nine ranks, was at the peak of the Ninth Rank, almost about to comprehend its own heavenly will, now trembled in fear, cold seeping through its entire being.

It kept trying.

But no matter how it urged, using the strongest power, it couldn't make the ship move an inch!

Was it related to its constitution?

The Prison Raven self-severed, coughed up a mouthful of black blood, the black mist emitting from its body thinned, and its constitution plummeted drastically.

The ship still didn't move.

Suddenly, with a splash, the Prison Raven's body shuddered, turning its head to see a black fish swimming around the black nest on the sea surface.

"An alien fish?!" The Prison Raven was greatly surprised.

In the vast sea, most were green fish; any fish not green in color was an alien fish.

An alien fish was a genuine divine object.

Some combatants who ate a white fish awakened an Immortal Body capable of hearing the voices of [Saint·Immortals].

Combatants who ate a purple fish directly transcended, their [Saint·God] bloodline concentration approaching the true dragon descendants of Saints!

Right before it was indeed an alien fish!

"...The ship not moving, is it because of the alien fish?" The Prison Raven swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling both the tense unease of facing the unknown and ecstatic joy.

Never mind!

The black fish was so close, there was no need to fish for it—it directly seized it.

Though the black fish struggled, it couldn't escape the clutches of the Prison Raven.

The Prison Raven pondered for a moment; the ship still didn't move, so it stared at the black fish within the black nest for a long time before swallowing it whole.

BOOM!!

The Prison Raven couldn't sense the transformation of its physical body; its divine sense traversed time and space to the birth of its kin.

It saw a nest of bird eggs and a snake attacking.

The male bird had gone out to forage, so the mother bird, responsible for the eggs, had to leave the nest to battle the snake.

At that moment, the bird's nest surged with black mist. When the mist dissipated, all the eggs turned black.

After the mother bird drove off the snake, she didn't doubt the now-black eggs and continued to nurture them.

Soon, the male and female birds gradually turned black, growing ever stronger, and when the nestlings hatched, they were black mist-formed birds, without any physical body!

"This is my Primordial Ancestor?" The Prison Raven could hardly believe it.

The Prison Raven clan was famously renowned in its civilization circle, with its ancestor imprisoning numerous adversaries, having once stained the star system with blood!

Yet the Primordial Ancestor was just some ordinary birds briefly tainted by black mist.

What was this black mist?!

The fragment of time faded away, and as the Prison Raven regained consciousness, it had become a Black Fog Bird, its very being a prison.