Swallowing the Stars: Analyzing All Things

In outer space of the continent of Lanqi, inside a giant spaceship.

Lin Yan quietly watched the simulated landscape, where most of the city had been completely wiped out, and the thousands of kilometers tall silver-white statue standing in the ruins, its body already covered with cracks.

"Splash!"

The cracked mouth of the statue opened and closed, its silent roar shaking the very space around it.

"Lord of the Realm!"

"Lord of the Realm!!!"

Looking at the statue, Lin Yan felt an indescribable sense of urgency. If he had advanced to the level of Realm Lord before the battle, he would have been able to participate in a higher-level battle.

If he were the ruler of the realm, he wouldn't be like a spectator, hesitating to step into the capital of an indigenous kingdom.

The battle of immortal gods unfolded once again before his eyes.

Because the distance was closer this time, and his own strength was greater than before, he could see much more clearly—

That level of power, that clash of laws, that world-destroying might filled him with both awe and longing.

Domain Lord level...

In such a battlefield, we are still ants.

……

Time passed slowly.

Several years passed in the blink of an eye during my cultivation.

The 57th Army withdrew from the continent of Lanqi and retreated to the void outside the continent to rest, because the existence of that statue made it unrealistic to conquer the kingdom's capital from the front.

The legion can only wait—

Waiting for the statue's light to dim, waiting for its energy to run out, waiting for it to transform back into that fist-sized statue.

During this period of rest, the squads continued to carry out small-scale mopping-up operations, but large-scale battles were temporarily suspended.

Lin Yan used this time to cultivate.

The nutrient solution in the nutrient tank was replaced batch after batch, and the understanding of the Law of Water continued to deepen under the guidance of "Spirit of the Tide". As for the understanding of the Law of Space, the progress was still extremely slow.

this day.

Lin Yan sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his consciousness sinking into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

On the surface of the broken stone slab, a milky white light slowly shone, soft and warm, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, dispelling the darkness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"They're here!"

Lin Yan opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing within them.

This time, he did not hesitate and used all of the newly gathered energy on the Spirit of the Tides.

"Buzz~"

The stone slab trembled slightly.

Unlike before, this time the illusory figure did not draw his consciousness, but instead transformed into a warm energy that flowed through his consciousness like spring water, bringing him into a strange state.

At that moment, he seemed to turn into water.

Lin Yan could feel that every drop of his "water" contained the rhythm of life, and every flow followed some ancient law.

He followed the river toward the sea, the water rushing through the channel, around rocks, through canyons, across plains, and finally merging into that boundless blue expanse.

It transforms into waves crashing against the rocks, surging endlessly under the moonlight, falling from the sky with the rain, plummeting from the clouds, and then rising into the clouds with the steam, bursting into a rainbow of colors under the refraction of sunlight...

A moment later.

Lin Yan opened her eyes.

The insights into the laws of water exploded deep within his consciousness, and those things that were once vague, hazy, and only vaguely understood became incredibly clear at this moment.

"Splash—"

Lin Yan stretched out his hand, and a ball of water condensed in his palm.

The water sphere changed shape in my palm, sometimes like a trickle of water, weaving through my fingers; sometimes like a mighty river, surging in my palm; sometimes like a vast ocean, churning in the air...

"Not enough."

Lin Yan muttered to himself.

The best outcome would be to break through to the realm master level in one fell swoop.

At the World Lord level, consciousness can resonate with the power of the world and descend to the origin of the universe. At that time, the speed of comprehending the laws will be hundreds of times faster than it is now.

In the Land of Origin, the laws are no longer vague runes or abstract patterns.

The Realm Lord level represents the period of explosive power.

This is a crucial golden period in a practitioner's life.

"Pfft~"

The water ball in Lin Yan's palm was crushed into countless water droplets.

Lord of the Realm.

He must break through to the realm master level as soon as possible.

……

Several more years have passed.

The sky over the continent of Lanqi remained a dark, blood-red hue, and the blurry halo still hung in the heavens, coldly overlooking the continent.

The kingdom's capital had been largely destroyed in the last great war, and the gray-white stone walls were covered with cracks, but the nearly thousand-foot-tall silver-white statue still stood in the center of the capital.

It has stood there for years.

Not moving at all.

Strands of silvery-white light seeped continuously from the secret patterns within its body, appearing exceptionally faint under the dark red light of the sky, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.

"Click—"

Suddenly, a faint, crisp sound echoed through the silent capital.

"Click...click...click..."

The sounds grew more frequent and louder, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the enormous statue.

The cracks spread outwards from the gash on the chest, spreading in all directions like a spider web, along the silvery-white metal surface and the fine, intricate patterns, reaching every part of the body.

"Bang—"

With a loud bang, the statue shattered.

Silvery-white fragments scattered and flew everywhere, then turned into particles and dissipated. The sound of shattering echoed throughout the entire capital city and also reached the void beyond the continent.

"The idol has shattered!"

"It's fallen over!"

"Attack!"

In the 57th Army's fleet, alarms suddenly sounded, and the order to attack was transmitted through the communication channels, from the commander to the captain, and from the captain to every cosmic-level warrior...

All forces mobilized.

On the spaceship, Lin Yan looked down at the dark red continent through the external simulation, at the shattered capital of the kingdom, and at the silvery-white particles drifting in the wind.

The statue shattered.

This means that the kingdom's last line of defense has disappeared, and the war that has lasted for several years is finally coming to an end.

But Lin Yan felt a vague unease in his heart. He believed that he was not the only one who felt this way. Those realm lords, commanders, and even immortal military lords had probably already sensed that something was wrong.

It's too quiet.

The kingdom's counterattack was far too weak, abnormally weak.

Even though their extraterrestrial legion is powerful, it is impossible for them to resist when it comes to a war of annihilation. However, from the time they accepted the mission until now, the resistance from this indigenous group has not been strong.

Just like right now...

The giant spaceship broke through the clouds and descended again, but there were no clan elders at the realm lord level to fight back, no warriors at the domain lord level to fight desperately, and even the number of cosmic-level soldiers was much smaller.

It was as if the city had been abandoned.

Lin Yan frowned slightly, his gaze passing through the simulated exterior of the capital city's dilapidated walls and heading towards the royal palace.

There was only one aura there.

The ruler of the kingdom.

……