The Primordial Ancient Domain's power of erosion and forgetting still affected him at every moment.
But the unmistakable line overhead kept helping him recover his memories.
It was like words repeatedly written on a beach as waves washed over them again and again.
Fang Han used this method to sense the "waves" coming from the Primordial Ancient Domain.
"The Primordial Ancient Domain itself shouldn't possess such an uncanny trait."
"Perhaps it still stems from the erosion of Chaos."
Just as Shentu Xin could slowly adapt to the erosion of Heavenly Dao Severed Qi, Li Shun felt that, with constant practice, he might develop a resistance to the Forgetting Wave.
"How does the Demon Race march beyond the worlds?"
After a long silence, Fang Han suddenly asked the question.
The strange beast Fei thought for a moment, then hurriedly answered, "When a Demon Race army sets out, it travels inside a Kunming."
"A Kunming?"
"Kunming are enormous demon beasts. Though they grow extremely slowly, once mature, their bodies are even larger than a Pasture World."
"The army camps in their bellies, with no fear of losing its way."
"Besides that..."
Fei paused, seeming a little uncertain. "There seem to be other ways of finding one's position. But those are top military secrets, not something I would know."
"How strong are Kunming?" Fang Han asked.
He had once read descriptions of them in ancient Great Qian texts, though they had gone by a different name.
"Kunming are simply big. As for their strength..." Fei gave a derisive chuckle.
"Even their intelligence peaks when they're young. As their bodies keep swelling, their brains grow duller and duller. Once mature, they act almost entirely on instinct."
"I've heard..." Fei glanced at Fang Han and hesitated.
"Go on," Fang Han said calmly.
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