Observing the Ceremony I

Ever since she had come to know Zhang Rongfang, the Bloodline King, he had indeed been earnestly carrying out every step of his plans. From the perspective of a collaborator, he was undoubtedly highly competent.

But whenever she thought of that terrifying trait of his—his ability to simulate anyone's abilities and talents at any time—La felt uneasy.

She did not know where that unease came from, but after hesitating for a moment, she still shook her head slightly.

"I can help you find a Heart Burning Furnace with spatial martial arts properties. You can try simulating and studying it. But I have researched it before. My own furnace is extremely special; its characteristics head in an entirely different direction from Long's."

"Two different directions? What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang caught the implication in her words.

"Long is not simply endowed with spatial abilities. If the so-called strongest physical body were really that simple, it would never have been able to suppress the other Three Kings, who were likewise crystallizations of experiments," La explained briefly.

"In other words... we still need to find an opportunity to actually fight it." Zhang Rongfang understood.

He looked around at the chaotic underground space. Apart from La, no other assistants could enter this place.

More precisely, La did not trust anyone else with this greatest of secrets.

She had poured far too much effort and sweat into this passage-opening foundation.

If she were asked to build another passage foundation from scratch, perhaps even she herself could no longer manage it.

The technical sophistication and complexity involved were immense. Zhang Rongfang had once seen the blueprints and attempted to reproduce it.

But this was not life, not living matter. It could not be replicated. He could only rely on the traits of an ultimate organism