Luo Yuan was immersed in an endless ocean of inherited knowledge, frantically absorbing it like a sponge that had been dried out for billions of years. Following his own definitions and habits, he reorganized the endless knowledge within the Memory Stones according to his earlier outline, memorizing it as he went.
He was now in an Independent Space where time was accelerated tens of thousands of times. Although organizing this knowledge was an immensely difficult undertaking, he never tired of it. These were all treasures-who would complain about getting tired from counting money? The Core Inheritance of the Duan Donghe Lineage was systematic, so it was easy to organize, but what was recorded in those hundred million-plus Memory Stones belonged to the Basic Inheritance and was the most disorganized.
These Basic Inheritances were merely things that successive Duan Donghe Inheritors had casually collected to fill out their knowledge repository. They would not spend time specifically organizing them, but Luo Yuan would not do as they had. After all, the other successive Inheritors had all been above True God level when they collected this information, so naturally they thought little of these Basic Inheritances. Yet Luo Yuan believed that even these Basic Inheritances surely had their merits; they simply needed to be discovered.
Time flew by like this. In the blink of an eye, fifty years had passed outside, while nearly a hundred eras had actually passed within this Independent Space. Seated on a golden Throne, Luo Yuan organized the knowledge while extracting the inherited knowledge useful to him and setting it aside in separate categories. He also kept poring over this inherited information with keen interest, never tiring.
At this moment, the Tomb Ship where Luo Yuan was staying hovered openly above the endless Black Swamp. This was the Flame-Ice