Swallowing the Stars: Analyzing All Things

Virtual universe, Ningxuan Island.

After leaving the auction, Lin Yan did not immediately begin cultivating. Instead, he sat by the window with a huge light screen in front of him and entered a keyword into the search bar: "Mirage Secret Realm".

No relevant content found.

Lin Yan was slightly puzzled. The search bar showed a blank page, but the fact that two immortals openly mentioned the Mirage Realm at the auction meant that the existence of this realm was not a top secret.

But even a domain lord like him couldn't find it.

What does this tell us?

This indicates that the relevant information has been deliberately blocked to prevent lower-level practitioners from accessing it.

Lin Yan shook his head. He didn't delve any further. If he couldn't find the information, he couldn't find it. Dwelling on it would just be a waste of time.

He switched the screen and directly opened the book he had just photographed, "The Spirit of the Tides." The surface of the book had faint water-like patterns that flowed slightly under the light.

Water is both the softest and the hardest, benefiting all things without striving.

The opening is the general outline of the Law of Water, a sentence he had heard countless times in public lectures at the Lanyou Holy Land, interpreted from different teachers and from different perspectives.

But now, when this sentence is presented to him in written form, he has a completely new feeling.

The softest material can take the shape of any object; a round object becomes round, and a square object becomes square.

It can be a trickle, a mighty river, or a vast ocean; it can nourish all things and nurture all living beings.

It does not compete with mountains for height, with rocks for strength, or with fire for intensity; it simply flows quietly to where it is meant to go.

When it is at its most powerful, it can penetrate stone and split mountains, and it can swallow everything. Although it does not contend, when it does contend, no one can stop it.

……

Inside the secret meditation chamber.

Lin Yan sat cross-legged in meditation, his consciousness immersed in the secret techniques of "Spirit of the Tides," simultaneously comprehending the techniques and demonstrating them to his body.

"Splash splash~"

The water domain, like a vast ocean, slowly unfolded around him. This aquamarine light curtain, initially covering a few meters, gradually expanded to tens of meters until it enveloped the entire secret chamber.

Then.

The light curtain in this area began to surge continuously.

Sometimes it surges forward like the rising tide, wave after wave, endlessly; sometimes it recedes like the receding tide, silent yet carrying an irresistible force.

suddenly.

With another thought from Lin Yan.

The light curtain converged once again into a torrent that poured out in one direction, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable. The next moment, it dispersed into countless streams that silently surrounded it from all directions.

"Phew~"

Lin Yan closed his eyes, feeling every pulse of his domain. After crossing the threshold of the Law of Water, his water domain was no longer a simple planar fluctuation; now it possessed vitality.

Time slips away in contemplation.

One day, two days, one month, two months...

Lin Yan spent almost all his time on "Tide Spirits," and Fat Cat would go off to play the virtual game on his own. No one dared to bother him unless it was something important.

Two years later.

On this day, Lin Yan was meditating in his quiet room when suddenly, the fat cat's voice rang in his consciousness.

"Master, Master!"

Fat Cat said urgently, "Your legion has sent an email; it's an urgent recall order."

"A military order?!"

Lin Yan opened his eyes and raised his hand to unfold a light screen in front of him.

In his inbox, an email lay quietly. The sender was the 477th Army Corps Command, and the title was in bold red font: "Emergency Recall Order." He opened the email and quickly scanned its contents.

It's not about returning to the Ninth Battlefield.

Due to the outbreak of the Wind Star, the Ninth Battlefield has entered a state of complete contraction. The human legion has withdrawn from most areas, leaving only a few strongholds, which are personally overseen by the immortal gods.

Let alone a Domain Lord-level warrior like Lin Yan, even a Realm Lord would have no use for his skills if he returned.

This time, the recall is for a new battlefield—

The eleventh battlefield.

Lin Yan frowned slightly.

The four dominant races have jointly opened up eleven extraterritorial battlefields. Among them, the eleventh battlefield is located at another border area between the human territory and the demon territory, and the intensity of the battle is no less than that of the ninth battlefield.

"call--"

Lin Yan let out a soft breath.

If this military order had come a few decades later, no, even a decade or two later, he could have advanced even further.

He broke through to the Realm Lord level and returned to the battlefield as a Realm Lord.

By then, his status in the legion and his ability to survive on the battlefield will be completely different.

Although he has now met the requirements for advancing to the realm master level, the process of energy accumulation and advancement takes time. The breakthrough of the realm master is not achieved overnight and also requires time to accumulate and settle.

Even a golden-horned behemoth needs time to digest metal it devours, let alone a human of ordinary genetic level.

But a military order is a military order.

Moreover, this recall is a mandatory military order. All soldiers in their rest period must report to the designated location within the specified time. Those who fail to report on time will be treated as deserters.

……

Half a month later.

Lin Yan arrived at Lanyou Star in a spaceship and then went to the teleportation hall of the Virtual Universe Company branch.

He issued a recall order for the legion, and the peak-level World Lord stationed there glanced at it before allowing him and a cosmic army to enter the teleportation channel together.

A flash of light.

Lin Yan's figure disappeared from the teleportation hall, and the next moment, he was standing in a completely different building.

Danlinxing Logistics Base.

This is one of the eight major logistics bases of the human race, connecting two extraterritorial battlefields. The last time Lin Yan came here was more than two hundred years ago when he withdrew from the Ninth Battlefield.

Returning now, nothing has changed. The teleportation hall is still the same teleportation hall, lined with countless teleportation channels, from which figures emerge one after another.

The only one who changed was himself.

More than two hundred years ago, he was just an ordinary seventh-level warrior of the universe, who had just escaped from the bloody battle of the Ninth Battlefield. He was exhausted and still thinking about revenge.

Now, he is a ninth-level Domain Lord, having crossed the threshold of the Laws of Space and the Laws of Water, and his assets surpass those of ordinary immortal gods.

But once the military order is given, he has to come back.

"Hello everyone, I'm a staff member here."

A man in standard battle armor walked over and pointed to two wide, transparent glass passages in the distance. "Go to the Ninth Extraterrestrial Battlefield via the left passage, and go to the Eleventh Extraterrestrial Battlefield via the right passage."

Lin Yan glanced at the two passages, which stretched side by side and seemed to have no end in sight.

Thanks.

He nodded.

Go directly along the passage on the right.

Lin Yan walked at a leisurely pace, his mind preoccupied with what was to come.

He had never been to the eleventh battlefield, but he knew that the intensity of the battles there was no less than that of the ninth battlefield, and perhaps even more brutal. There, the difference between a domain lord and a cosmic lord was not significant.

I don't know what happened.

Why the rush to recall them?

Lin Yan shook his head, trying to clear his mind of these distracting thoughts. The recall order had already been issued, and there was no point in thinking about them anymore.

……