These laws recorded a vast amount of information about laws themselves. Take the Law of the Sword, for instance—it was filled with countless pieces of information concerning the sword.
After absorbing it, one could directly comprehend the meaning within.
There was another point: if one's comprehension was insufficient, then even absorbing it was useless.
But those with insufficient comprehension would never make it here.
It was a vicious cycle.
"Got it. This law really runs fast—even my speed is far inferior to its."
Looking at the wisp of law in his hand, Ye Lin muttered to himself. Then, without hesitation, he pressed the law against his brow.
In an instant, a great deal of information about the sword appeared in Ye Lin's mind.
Ye Lin's Primordial Spirit began operating at high speed, rapidly absorbing and digesting that immense amount of information.
A moment later, Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes. At that instant, his understanding of the sword had deepened by a fraction.
Though it contained genuine information, genuine truths, there was still far too little of it.
Since the quality was too scarce, he would make up for it with quantity—pile up enough quantity to build quality.
Shortly afterward, Ye Lin left the area and headed elsewhere, beginning to explore and gather from place to place.
"Roar! What exactly are you, you damned crawling bug? Why can your bloodline suppress mine? Why?!"
Elsewhere, the Dragon King stared at Xinyou before him with a face full of confusion.
This seemingly mute creature possessed an outrageously high bloodline, one capable of completely suppressing him.
When fighting it, he could not even unleash sixty percent of his strength. It was utter bloodline suppression.
One had to know that he was of the Dragon Clan—the Dragon Clan! Though not a true divine beast,