Hupo Research Institute, training room.

Feng Qi holds a knife in his right hand, his naked upper body revealing well-proportioned and strong muscles, and he looks directly at the wooden stake not far away.

The sword flame burned in his chest.

After briefly gathering momentum, the wooden sword in Feng Qi's hand turned into an afterimage and slashed forward.

Katcha!

With the crisp sound of wood breaking, the wooden pile was divided into two pieces, and then was crushed into pieces by the knife energy sweeping forward, and sawdust flew everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qi subconsciously sheathed the knife. Even the action of sheathing the knife was learned while reading the memory.

In the memory screen of the magic sword, there are many interpretations of the "sword" and instructions on how to use the sword.

After seeing more, he understood the power of the sword subconsciously.

This sword is a move learned from the memory of the magic sword.

After swinging the sword, the accumulated "momentum" dissipated, and Feng Qi let out a long sigh of relief.

He stretched out his hand to rub his temples, which were still aching, and turned to look at the Lord of Mist sitting on the sofa not far away.

The operational test of the space channel is completed and the results are satisfactory.

If there are no errors in the follow-up, only two more rounds of testing are needed to officially start the burial plan.

Something unexpected happened during this period.

The old fan was forced into a coma for four days because of the sudden arrival of the magic sword.

In the past four days, he soaked the Lord of Mist in the blood pool, and he did not wake up until two days ago.

Feng Qi was not worried about the Lord of Mist's coma.

After all, as long as the strong desire for "life" does not dissipate in the heart of the old fan who possesses the miraculous will to protect his body, it is impossible for him to truly die. It is just a matter of the length of time for resurrection.

After coming to the sofa where the old fan was sitting and sitting down, Feng Qi reached out and picked up the mental soothing potion placed on the coffee table and poured a few sips into his mouth.

Turning his head and looking to his side, he saw the Lord of Mist holding a tablet in his hand. The screen was filled with dense text, as if he was looking through some information.

The Lord of Mist turned to look at Feng Qi at this moment:

"The aftereffects of reading memories haven't faded yet?"

"It still takes some time to digest, but it has little impact on me."

Hearing these words, the Lord of the Mist nodded, then cast his gaze on the sawdust on the ground not far away, and said with a smile:

"The ability of the Dream Demon has such wonderful uses. If you have the ability to have unlimited memory, you can benefit a lot from reading the memories of powerful people. Their life-long experience is a huge wealth."

"The problem is that I don't have unlimited memory ability at all. I don't even know where to find the ability to have infinite memory... If I try to read the memory forcibly, it will kill me sooner or later."

While sighing helplessly, Feng Qi cast his gaze on the tablet in the Lord of Mist's hands:

"What are you watching recently?"

"Fantasy and fairy tales written by you humans."

"What are you looking at?" Feng Qi was stunned.

"This is also a way to understand your humans, but I see a lot of doubts when reading this type of novel. Can you give me answers?"

"for example?"

"Not to mention the various incredible combat prowess and abilities of the protagonist in the novel. After all, this is a fictional world, and the strength of the combat power is not the key point. What I care about is why the older the setting is in this type of novel, the more ancient it is.

The stronger the skill is? What is the reason for this?"

"For example, modern exercises are necessarily inferior to ancient exercises, and ancient exercises are inevitably inferior to ancient exercises. The strength of exercises seems to be linked to the age. The older something is, the stronger it is. This hypothesis

Don’t you think it goes against logic?”

"Is this important?" Feng Qi was a little confused.

The Lord of Mist shook his head at this moment:

"I just don't understand. Looking at the development of your human cultivation, the exercises in the early days of the catastrophe are simply nonsense. But with the efforts of you humans, the cultivation continues to improve. Doesn't this prove that the more future exercises, the better?

The better."

"What are you trying to do here? The peak period of your Mist Clan was not the period of your ancestors." Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"No, if you remove the ancestor, the peak period of the Mist Clan's training should be when I was the leader. It was just because of the ancestor's strong strength that the Mist Clan was brought to a position that it did not belong to, which led to the Mist Clan's death.

The continuous decline is essentially caused by the mismatch between the strength of our Mist Tribe and the territory we occupy."

"And the cultivation techniques of my Mist Clan have been improved and improved from generation to generation. Now they are far better than those of my ancestors... Of course, I don't deny that the Mist Clan after my ancestor's death is stronger than when I was promoted to Clan Leader, but

That kind of strength has nothing to do with practicing martial arts, it is purely strength gained from resources."

"For example, after the death of the ancestor, the combat power of the Mist Clan is 10, but to obtain 10 combat power, 100 resources were used to accumulate, and the efficiency of converting resources into strength is not high... When I was the leader of the Mist Clan,

The overall combat power is only 1, but I used 1 resource to achieve 1 combat power, and the resource conversion efficiency is much higher than that period."

"So the Mist Clan's training has been making progress, with the exception of the ancestor who obtained the miraculous artifact. His strength has nothing to do with our clan's training."

Feng Qi:......

"You are really busy."

"However, this type of novel is indeed very interesting. In the novel, I saw the protagonist beating up the domain tribe from a human perspective, and I felt quite immersed in it, which was very satisfying."

"Aren't you just a domain creature?" Feng Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"This does not affect my sense of belonging. There is also a hostile relationship between the creatures in the domain. Besides, I am in an alliance with humans now, right?"

Feng Qi didn't bother to pay attention to the mysterious Lord of the Mist.

After a short rest, he decided to continue training.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something. He just stood up and sat down again, turning his head to look at the Lord of Mist:

"Old fan, guess what I saw in the memory of the magic knife?"

"What?"

"In Mo Dao's memory, there is a picture of him reading the history of the clan. It was mentioned that the Dao clan was once a branch of a powerful clan. This race is called the Qi clan. Have you heard of it?"

"Weapon clan?" The Lord of Mist was stunned and suddenly said:

"Are you talking about the once dominant force in the small world on the second level of the spiritual realm, the Artifact Clan?"

"That's right, if I guessed correctly, the rioting slave in the mine of the Subversive Clan at that time should be your ancestor."

When Feng Qi saw this record through Demon Sword's memory, he felt it was familiar.

Thinking carefully, he remembered what an old fan once told him.

The ancestor who led the rise of the Mist Tribe was originally a mine slave who was attached to the powerful tribe. He accidentally dug out ore stained with the blood of the Pillar God, and after taking a "hissing" mouth, the chapter of the rise of the Mist Tribe began.

The small world where the Mist Tribe started is the second-level world of the spiritual realm.

This is completely consistent with what he saw in the memory screen of the magic sword, the historical node of the decline of the weapon clan.

"Since it is the Weapon Clan, it can't be wrong. Before the rise of our Mist Clan, the strongest force in the second-level world of the Spiritual Realm was the Weapon Clan. According to our clan's historical records, the Weapon Clan at its peak was the Second, Third, and Third Spiritual Realm.

The overlord-level force in the fourth-level world is said to have started on the fourth-level of the spiritual realm. Later, the whole family moved to the second-level world of the spiritual realm with more abundant resources. It defeated the overlord-level forces at that time and became a powerful force spanning three small worlds.

clan.”

Feng Qi nodded at this moment:

"I have a question. Is the number of layers related to the number of resources in the spiritual realm world you are in? For example, the first level of the spiritual realm has more resources than the second level of the spiritual realm, and the second level of the spiritual realm has more resources than the third level?

"

"It has nothing to do with the number of layers. The resources on the first level of the spiritual realm are not as good as the second-level spiritual world where I am, and the resources of the small spiritual world behind are not necessarily more expensive than the small worlds in front..."

After listening to the explanation of the Lord of Mist, Feng Qi gained a new understanding of the domain world.

The black realm, the spiritual realm, the heavenly realm, the demonic realm...the realm world is like a hive, each hive is a small world, and each small world is divided into different worlds.

For example, the "spiritual realm" is a honeycomb in the domain hive.

The Mist Tribe once lived in the second-level area within this hive.

The area of ​​the domain world is far larger than the human world.

This is also the reason why after the future realm world merges with the human world, the area of ​​the new world continues to expand and becomes extremely vast.

At that time, the domain barriers will disappear, and all small worlds, layer worlds, and the human world will be integrated.

This is also the pinnacle battlefield in the eyes of old fans.

Without the territorial barriers, there is only naked killing and competition between the various races.

For many powerful clans with profound heritage, this is the prelude to a magnificent conquest.

For ethnic groups with potential, this is a new journey towards the top, and they must overcome obstacles just to become the final winner.

But for most races, this is the beginning of a nightmare.

After all, there are only a very small number of races that can stand firm in the future. The struggle for hegemony among all races is like a huge wave washing away the sand, silently erasing many races.
To be continued...