Mental Type Inheritance! What Do You Think of Me?

"Ant! You actually dared to come back?"

When Xu Jingming charged into the base once more, that familiar terrifying pressure came rushing at him.

Under the influence of that aura, Xu Jingming felt as though he truly were as insignificant as an ant.

Meanwhile, the giant skeleton before him seemed like a god who controlled everything.

Yet Xu Jingming felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, he became even more certain that it was putting on a bluff.

After all, if an ant offended you, you would simply crush it beneath your foot rather than endlessly berate it.

"A mere fragment of a soul, and you dare call me an ant?"

His gaze turned cold. The Radiant Lightning Ring behind him spun madly as Xu Jingming slightly raised his right hand and clenched it toward the skeleton. "Thunder Prison!"

Crackle—

Golden Lightning appeared from thin air and instantly engulfed the skeleton on the chair.

Under the bombardment of the terrifying lightning, the seemingly sturdy purple-black skeleton instantly shattered and vanished.

"Damned ant!"

A shrill scream rang out as a cloud of purple-black smoke drilled out of the skeleton and frantically fled toward the outside of the base.

"Trying to run? Thunder Domain!"

Rumble—

Berserk Du Tian Divine Lightning suddenly erupted. Amplified by the power of the domain, his metahuman ability surged in strength, and Golden Lightning instantly trapped the cloud of smoke.

"A domain?"

A horrified cry came from within the smoke.

"Damn it! Even a Seventh-Order Middle-Level can possess a domain? Is your civilization era this powerful?"

He was speaking the language of the Second Civilization Era, but Xu Jingming had long since mastered it completely and could naturally understand him with ease.

With a thought, the golden lightning sphere, roughly the size of a basketball and sealing the Mental Strength