Zhou Ze repeated what he had previously told Luo Feng, Giant Axe, Chaos City Lord, Original Ancestor, and the others to the Universe Masters present.
The same shock, the same yearning.
It filled everyone with hope for their race's future.
After the lecture ended, Luo Feng immediately buried himself in comprehension once more. What he had received was the foundation of an entire ancient civilization—how vast was that? Though it was all stored in his memories, he naturally needed to make choices and prioritize.
Luo Feng still focused most of his energy on close-combat blade techniques and psychic weapons.
Meanwhile, after Zhou Ze browsed through the material on creating a miniature universe, he fell into deep thought:
It seems it'll be extremely difficult for me to create a miniature universe on my own. Only God Kings can do that. I can only start with mental cultivation techniques. As long as ten thousand people reach the entry level in their state of mind, I can upgrade the cheat.
At this moment, Zhou Ze began considering the idea of establishing a sect.
I'll talk about it later. There's no need to rush at all...
Time passed, and nearly ten thousand years went by after Luo Feng became an inheritor.
"The research has reached a temporary stopping point." Luo Feng opened his eyes. "I may know an incredible amount, but no matter how much I know, it won't increase my strength! I still need to cultivate."
Knowing was useless. Doing was what mattered.
The three core supreme techniques of the Duan Dong River Lineage—Duan Mie, Eastern Splendor, and Undying River—were all things he had yet to learn.
There were also the blade technique development path, psychic weapon development path, and other routes established through research over endless years. The paths had been