15,600 meters beneath Mist Island.
Deep within the Earth's crust, even the movement of continental plates could not affect this place.
Here, in this unknown location, an ancient spacecraft was embedded in the rock. Over tens of thousands of years of geological change, it had fused with the surrounding stone, leaving no trace of its original appearance.
Inside the spacecraft, the walls of a brightly lit chamber were all silver-white. There were no lamps or other sources of illumination, yet the chamber was incomparably bright.
An unknown signal arrived, breaking the chamber's silence.
"Falling Ink Star... what a familiar name. I never expected that native to know of it!"
"What? That little Apprentice Rank fellow is the most talented Psychic Master on this planet? A brain domain breadth of 21... he can barely take on Falling Ink Star's inheritance."
It was a strange language, spoken with an odd accent entirely unlike any language on Earth. It sounded exceptionally complex.
Light and shadow shifted within the chamber, and a vague figure slowly condensed in midair, like the most advanced 3D virtual projection technology on Earth. It appeared.
It was a tiny figure, only about 1.45 meters tall, like a child. Two sharp horns grew from its forehead, its eyes were blood-red, and it wore a black robe. It resembled a demon from Western mythology.
Its blood-red eyes shone with delight.
"What... Planetary Level? Domains? Two little fellows with bone ages under a hundred?" When Guan Ning revealed information about Hong and Thor, the little demon in the chamber stared wide-eyed, its blood-red eyes full of disbelief.
In the universe, one usually had to reach the Universe Level to comprehend a domain. Possessing a domain at the Stellar Level already made one a genius. As for possessing a domain at the Planetary