Demon Emperor Daochen continued absorbing knowledge from the mechanical universe while exploring what the Laws of the two worlds had in common.
Many things worked this way: understanding the universe of another world allowed one to better observe one's own.
Moreover, the machine commander of this mechanical universe had identified him as a member of the Pureblood Human Race. Surely there had to be some basis for that conclusion.
But he knew his own origins better than anyone. Apart from his soul, he had no human bloodline whatsoever. Yet who could guarantee that a human soul would not affect his bloodline?
All along, he had believed his bloodline power came from the Golden Crow bloodline.
He had never imagined that his bloodline power actually came from a human bloodline.
This truly caught him by surprise.
But what exactly were the origins of the Pureblood Human Race? Even now, the Demon Emperor had yet to figure that out.
According to the knowledge he had encountered so far, the Pureblood Human Race did not possess particularly high combat strength. They conquered worlds through knowledge.
More importantly, was it really reasonable to judge him a member of the Pureblood Human Race simply because his bloodline power was so powerful?
Or perhaps the bloodline of the Pureblood Human Race only manifested once it reached this point.
Any conjecture was possible.
As Demon Emperor Daochen deepened his understanding, he also grew intensely curious about that universe which had already been destroyed.
These mechanical constructs were clearly lifeless machines, puppets at best. In this world, even being considered treasured artifacts would have been quite remarkable.
At the same time, he became even more curious about the mechanical heart in his hand.
Not only could it anchor its own Laws in someone else's world, it could also