Chen Yi's first interstellar journey lasted nearly two years.
During that time, in the cramped room, Chen Yi did only two things.
First, he continuously drew the killing intent within the Sword of Killing Intent into his body to quench his blood.
The level of killing intent rose from LV23 to LV47.
Attacks carrying killing intent received a 108% damage boost.
The other thing was quietly organizing his Spell Structure, attempting to use his understanding of burning to construct a foundational Spell Structure suited only to himself.
Once he succeeded, Chen Yi's strength would surge forward once more.
But the difficulty was far from ordinary.
Chen Yi had worked at it until now, trying who knew how many different approaches.
Every failed attempt left the Fire Clone severely damaged.
And the consequence of severe damage was that the Fire Clone dissipated, passing its memories of pain on to Chen Yi.
For a long time, Chen Yi's head had been buzzing.
That day, after the spacecraft emerged from the wormhole, it had flown for over half a year before finally arriving at an enormous planet.
The entire planet looked somewhat pale, its surface pockmarked with craters and covered in traces of meteor impacts.
Mage Luo Ge brought Chen Yi into the planet's sole building to complete some procedural handovers.
During the process, Chen Yi surveyed his surroundings.
These Demons were influenced by their emotions, each one behaving in their own distinctive way.
Some had already begun fighting, some lay sleeping, and some looked like starving lechers...
All he could say was that this was indeed a powerful faction. The strength in this world definitely was not all that the Demon Race possessed, yet on this planet alone, Chen Yi sensed several thousand Rank 6s and at least over forty thousand Rank