Rushing into the inner world was indeed the result of Qian Ye’s deep contemplation.
He appeared on the continent of Salfis, personally slaying the patriarch and duke of the Messerstan clan. Although he did not completely sever the lineage of the Source of Ten Thousand Shields, it was nearly the same. The Messerstan had not produced a single notable genius in the past century; the bloodline enhancement they could offer was extremely limited. In other words, they barely qualified for breeding purposes.
In such a situation, the only one from the Messerstan who truly went out for breeding might have been the duke himself. Unintentionally, Qian Ye discovered a small but significant secret. However, that was all in the past now.
Even when it came to the duke of Messerstan, Qian Ye did not find his original force shield particularly impressive. Not only was it incomparable to the current Qian Ye, but even the former Qian Ye, whether it was the Dawn side’s offensive and defensive unity embodied by the Radiant Dawn or the Ancient Bloodline’s Dark Golden Blood Essence that forged a strong and flawless body on the Evernight side, provided defenses that were far superior to what the Messerstan could offer.
If the Messerstan could claim to be the Source of Ten Thousand Shields, then Qian Ye could very well call himself the Armor of Warships, with both internal and external layers.
However, the demonic race had always been physically weak, barely stronger than humans, and their defenses were nothing to brag about. Compared to other demonic families, even those considered prestigious, the Messerstan bloodline was relatively strong in defense, hence the title of the Source of Ten Thousand Shields. In reality, the demonic race had no better options.
Though the physical shields were inadequate, the demonic race had other means to compensate. For example, in the crafting of top-tier equipment, the demonic race held a unique advantage, even surpassing the blood race slightly.
Nevertheless, Qian Ye’s act of slaying the Messerstan equated to dealing a heavy blow to the weakest point of the demonic race, a grudge that could not be described simply as a “blood feud.”
The demonic race might not yet realize the severity, but if An Wen could see it, it was unlikely that no other capable individuals within the demonic race would notice. Moreover, Qian Ye trusted An Wen’s judgment; the Demon Emperor was certainly not someone easily deceived. Once he unleashed his wrath, Habbus might not be able to stop him.
No one knew what the inner world was like. The most critical factor was the existence of the new world’s will, which prevented the supreme beings from casually unleashing their power or sending avatars or projections. Divination and fate-reading techniques were nearly useless in the outer world, let alone in the inner world.
Entering the inner world meant that even the Demon Emperor would find it difficult to track Qian Ye, necessitating a larger force for pursuit and interception.
On another level, knowing that the Book of Black was a must-have for the Demon Emperor and that the dark essence of the inner world was a goal long sought after by the Evernight Council since ancient times, the council’s attention would be focused on the inner world. This would ensure Nighthawk’s safety outside, even if she had become a crowned princess, she would not be the primary target of the demonic race.
When Qian Ye fell into the bottom of the abyss, he saw the remnants of burning flames, through which he could even see the black rocks at the bottom. As he rushed into the remaining flames, he immediately felt a searing pain; this black fire, even with just a wisp of its residual flame, was incredibly domineering.
After the black fire, a world of light and shadow instantly appeared, reminiscent of entering the vortex, though this passage was short. Qian Ye barely managed to discern the surroundings before emerging from the other end.
Qian Ye found himself floating ten meters above the ground, falling downward. He flipped in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, looking around.
He stood in a valley, where the ground was covered with gray-black rocks, and various strange plants grew. The ground was dotted with human-head-sized, fleshy, spiky plants. There were also tall, straight trees with several giant leaves, each leaf measuring dozens of meters, encasing a large spherical structure.
In addition to these, there were thorny weeds with sharp, serrated edges, shimmering with a faint metallic luster.
Qian Ye bent down and touched the grass, then flicked his finger. The blade of grass bent with a snap. He was taken aback; the objects in the new world were extraordinarily sturdy, but his finger, capable of breaking metal, only bent the grass here.
Even this grass, if taken outside, could be crafted into weapons of considerable quality.
Qian Ye picked up a stone and squeezed it, turning it into powder, revealing tiny metal particles.
This stone was almost the highest-quality raw ore, containing formed metal particles. Qian Ye did not know what type of metal it contained, but ores formed in the extreme conditions of the inner world likely possessed unique properties.
Qian Ye’s pupils turned blue, shifting to an original force vision. The surrounding environment was filled with threads of strange original force, almost visible to the naked eye. The outer layer of the new world was saturated with extraordinary dawn force, while the inner world was entirely dark force, with almost no dawn force.
Qian Ye summoned a ball of crimson gold original force fire. The fireball, no larger than a fist, was being constantly eroded. He realized that the dawn force, which could form a meter-sized fireball outside, was reduced to a small fireball in the inner world, with a consumption rate more than ten times higher than in the Evernight.
This was still the Radiant Dawn; if it were any other human, it would be even more difficult. It seemed that human strongmen would not have an easy time in the inner world.
However, upon closer inspection of the wandering dark force, Qian Ye felt a stir. Within the dark force, he sensed a familiar hint, a kind of… vitality?
Original force was the power that constructed the entire world, akin to the basic elements of the material world. How could it have vitality?
But with his Control Pupil, Qian Ye’s perception of the world surpassed that of the Destruction Pupil. He clearly felt that many of the dark forces here possessed vitality, like primitive life forms just emerging into the world.
No, these dark forces could not be called life. They existed in a curious state between matter and life, perhaps transforming into life in the next moment, or perhaps remaining in their current state forever.
Or perhaps, they were a special form of life, different from the known life systems of the Evernight. This peculiar form was a key to understanding the fundamental laws of the world.
Qian Ye suddenly felt a bit regretful. If An Wen were here, his enthusiasm for research would surely make him ecstatic, and he might stay in the inner world indefinitely. Given enough time, An Wen might uncover something groundbreaking. Qian Ye thought so.
He sighed inwardly, gradually beginning to recognize An Wen’s philosophy. Perhaps the Evernight and the Empire should not fight each other but join forces to explore the world and venture into space. That was the true path for the entire Evernight world.
Otherwise, the two factions and various races, even if one race unified the world, would still be trapped in this realm, eventually reaching a population limit, leading to internal wars to reduce the numbers.
Perhaps most people would find such a future too distant, but considering the Queen of Night, a thousand years was not an abstract, unattainable period. If An Wen calculated it, he might provide a more precise number.
Returning to reality, Qian Ye was still being pursued by the demonic race, and the concept of world unity would have to wait until he survived this.
Qian Ye reached out and grasped, using the Dark Golden Blood Essence to draw the surrounding dark force, condensing it into a ball. The dark force ball, resembling countless small insects, wriggled subtly.
Qian Ye’s expression was mixed; how could he use this dark force? Though rare and vital, it was similar to the dawn force in the upper world, which contained mysterious eroding power and did not follow the normal spectrum.
Once absorbed, it required considerable time and effort to refine and purify, making it far less efficient than absorbing ordinary dark force.
A slowdown in cultivation speed was tolerable, but the real issue was that these dark forces, though controllable, were not fully obedient, occasionally causing disturbances. In battles, where precision and power were crucial, even a slight error could be fatal.
With unstable secret techniques, how could one fight?
Thus, in this inner world, despite the abundance of dark force, it was not necessarily a boon for the dark races. Both in cultivation and combat, everything was awkward, and no one knew why the world had become this way.
In comparison, although the human race was suppressed, their secret techniques, though less powerful, were stable. The Evernight strongmen, on the other hand, might fail once or twice in every ten attempts, which was fatal.
This new world was full of oddities, both in the inner and outer worlds, seemingly suppressing the Evernight side, either intentionally or unintentionally.
In Qian Ye’s hand, a strand of deep gray chaotic force appeared. As soon as this force emerged, all the surrounding dark forces were bound, forming a black force ball, exuding a terrifying aura.
The dark forces within the ball struggled to escape, but the central strand of chaotic force, like a skeleton, supported and maintained the stability of the force ball. Qian Ye could simply throw this ball, and it would unleash an attack comparable to an eighth-grade force gun.
He tried a few other secret techniques, all based on the chaotic force, and the active dark forces could not cause any trouble; all the techniques succeeded.
With the ability to harness the world’s original force, Qian Ye’s combat power remained unaffected. Now with a clear mind, he leaped out of the valley and ascended to a high place, surveying the surroundings.
The view was a world of molten hell. However, the light and shadow of the entire world seemed somewhat abnormal, and the sunlight felt unusually intense.
Qian Ye looked up and was momentarily stunned.
High in the sky hung a black sun, surrounded by a fiery halo, illuminating the entire world.
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