Worlds apart

Seeing Arcueid remain silent with his eyes closed due to a wealth of knowledge and insights, Dark Leiao nodded slightly. At the same time, as his power continued to be released, the stone tablet became covered with cracks, seemingly about to reach its end.

He reconsidered the steps of the Ryougi Lataib in his mind, then slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The woman wasn't lying, and the description of the technique was indeed quite detailed, although some parts were too verbose. Furthermore, the directions for channeling energy through some meridians conflicted, containing numerous contradictions.

But since it's a divine skill that can break through limitations, it's understandable that it's a bit strange.

After sensing the surroundings, it was confirmed that these two were the strongest known magnetic field users in the world, but neither of them could have created such a divine skill.

Thinking this, Dark Leiao slowly spoke:

Does it involve cultivation techniques at the Primordial Spirit level?

Heroes of the Tianxia are as numerous as carp crossing the river. According to the hints here, most of the creators of this method are people from this world, constrained by their environment. When they could not make progress, they discovered the relationship between Magnetic Field Power and the Primordial Spirit. After continuous research, they finally created the Ryougi Lataib.

It's most likely not that they didn't live long enough, but rather that during the final stages of their research, although they successfully created the technique, their Primordial Spirit was damaged beyond repair, and they died.

The remaining cultivation technique was obtained by someone without power, and was eventually given to this girl.

It is truly a pity and a shame that I cannot meet such a person.

But this thing is indeed strange. Although the woman didn't lie to me, I should still be cautious when it comes to the Primordial Spirit. Let's find some smaller ones to test it out first. At least something interesting has happened. It wasn't in vain that I distributed so many of these exploration stone tablets."

Using this information, Dark Leiao quickly wove a logically consistent argument in his mind. In his understanding, if the Creator of Laws had survived, he would have been an invincible powerhouse in this world.

Unlike myself, they don't need to gather resources to cultivate, and naturally, they don't need to leave this planet.

But since it can't be sensed, it must be dead. It ended up in the hands of some ordinary person, who was then seduced by the beauty of this blonde girl and used it to please her.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a paper book; they could just use Magnetic Field Power to infuse the information.

Those who obtain this technique must be powerless. Dark Leiao asked himself, he would not be so generous as to teach this level of technique to others.

Unless it is...

Thinking of that figure from his memory, and that child who never grew up, Leiao couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Having achieved unparalleled cultivation, he could naturally advance further. Even without the Ryougi Lataib, he could plunder the resources of the entire universe to continue his cultivation.

But there was no one in the world he cared about, nor could he find any other powerful figures who met his standards. Dark Leiao, who had never had any desire for power, found only boredom in the end, despite his unparalleled strength.

After all, I was someone who deserved to die, and I don't know why I came back to life.

Unlike people like Bai Lubao, who were filled with resentment, he did everything he could and died with a sense of peace.

Alright, next I'll try training some younger generations and have them try out the Ryougi Lataib. After all, it's a technique created in this world, so people from this world will probably be more suited to it.

Studying martial arts is one of his few remaining interests.

Thinking this way, Dark Leiao seemed to be in a very good mood. He believed that his understanding of martial arts had reached its peak, and he did not have high expectations for the new martial arts techniques of this world. He did not expect that such a short time would bring such a big surprise.

With a crisp crack, the cracks on the stone tablet spread like a spider web, completely covering it. With another crack, the stone tablet collapsed, and Dark Leiao's figure vanished.

"Phew." Deep down, Crimson Moon let out a long breath. What bad luck! She had to go to the Sea of Imaginary Numbers and still run into something like this.

There was absolutely no other way; the stone tablet had come directly to them, and their opponent already had the coordinates. Given the absolute difference in strength, refusing to give it up would most likely result in the opponent coming to their door directly.

As for fair trade? Don't be ridiculous. Fair trade is based on mutual consent. Did Leiao have the right to negotiate with Arcueid? He just shoved these things at them without even asking if they were needed.

If we don't give it to him, he'll probably just come and kill us.

At that time, not only will this place be doomed, but he can also use magnetic field to read minds and get what he wants. Then it won't just be the Ryougi Lataib, but even Bai Mo's existence will be exposed, and then everyone will be doomed.

"However, he just said that the person who created this technique wasn't from the Hell world, but it's also unlikely that they were from this world, right?"

"Never mind, I'll ask Bai Mo when I see him later."

Dark Leiao's words piqued Crimson Moon's curiosity, but only slightly. She helped Arcueid digest the vast amount of knowledge and obscure insights, while also giving a cursory glance at the so-called "reward."

"I'm familiar with the Bodhidharma Sutra Asura Way, but Bai Mo probably already has those things. The only thing that might have any value to Bai Mo is this Avici Uninterrupted."

What bad luck! Hopefully, these things will be of some use to him.

As Crimson Moon combed through her thoughts, she sensed something was amiss, and belatedly realized what was happening. Yes, if they wanted to transfer power, why didn't Bai Mo write it down directly? Why couldn't they just use Magnetic Field Power to transmit thoughts?

Moreover, it wasn't just the Ryougi Lataib; all the other martial arts manuals, including the Orca Tyrant Fist, were printed books. Why did he need to write them all down? Wasn't that redundant?

Crimson Moon felt as if she had grasped some crucial clue, but her thoughts were stuck like a traffic jam on a highway during the Spring Festival travel rush.

"Sigh, being with Arcueid must have lowered my intelligence." She looked up at the sky, gazing at the pitch-black dome of the Underworld, and suddenly felt a profound sense of uncertainty about the future.

But this only lasted a moment. She frowned, waved her hand, and muttered to herself:

"We've been on the road for so long, why do I have this feeling... Is it because he's not here?" Thinking this, Crimson Moon shook her head and said:

"How could that be... Never mind, I'd better absorb all of this quickly, then go find him."

Her gaze pierced through the dark dome of the Underworld, looking towards the distant the Starry Night.

In a region beyond the Milky Way, in a highly advanced civilization, a young girl dressed as a nun sat in a restaurant, watching her companions enjoying their meal, and she sighed deeply.

"What's wrong, Ciel? Are you not eating well? Can I have yours? I've been eating emergency rations for almost a month, and now I feel like I could chew raw fish."

"You just want to eat sashimi, don't you?"

The girl took a bite of the food in front of her; it didn't taste very good, but she wasn't a picky eater.

I want to eat sashimi too, meow~

Thump, the sound of bones breaking echoed through the open-air shop along with the cat's wail. Ciel's heavy boots slammed down on Neco-Arc's head, as if to crush the creature's skull.

"You don't actually think that just because a month has passed, I'm giving you permission to speak, do you?"

Looking at the cat below, Ciel sighed deeply, her thoughts drifting back to the day she pressed that damned cat button.