On the road, Nameless taught the Golden Silk Ribbon Art to Mark, Ni Hongye, and Delia. But like Ye Wenlu, the three could barely use it even with the technique in hand, much less wield it as effortlessly as Nameless did.
Nameless could do nothing about that. He had mastered the Golden Silk Ribbon Art so quickly because he already commanded all sorts of abilities and had long since woven countless powers into a seamless whole.
If the difficulty of controlling Internal Force was 1, then controlling magical power was 2, spiritual power was 3, and the Bioforce Field was 8. Using all kinds of supernatural abilities together without the slightest conflict was a 10.
Perhaps because he was used to playing at the highest level, Nameless had taken to Internal Force almost without a hitch. He had understood, learned, and mastered the Golden Silk Ribbon Art in an instant.
By evening, with no village ahead and no inn behind, Nameless and the others were still winding through the mountain forest. Only when visibility grew steadily worse did they finally give up on finding a household where they could spend the night.
They gathered beneath a tree and built a simple campfire. Nameless took out the rations he had brought, warmed them over the flames, and ate them with water.
"This stage doesn't seem all that hard," Mark said with a smile, toying with a twig. He seemed to be trying to lighten the mood.
Nameless stoppered his waterskin and slowly hung it from his waist before speaking. "In Divine Treasure Space, the final stage has always been the hardest. Don't let what you see now fool you."
"What do you mean?" Ye Wenlu asked in surprise.
Nameless smiled. "We have Internal Force, and the bandits we met had Internal