Swallowing the Stars: Analyzing All Things

time flies.

The battle of geniuses is in full swing.

In the virtual universe, young geniuses from various cosmic nations fight, compete, and vie for the limited spots, giving their all. Some become famous overnight, while others are defeated in disappointment.

Lin Yan stopped paying attention.

He sat cross-legged in the meditation chamber, with a silver-white feather floating in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

The mirage feather spun in front of him, emitting a faint light.

He has mastered the second layer of "Mirage of a Thousand Layers" for hundreds of years.

It wasn't that he didn't work hard enough, but the third level of "Mirage of a Thousand Layers" requires not only the control of weapons, but also a sufficient understanding of the laws of space.

Mirage...

It is a weapon with spatial properties.

Its first form, the Flowing Light Shuttle, is simply a basic control of weapons, easy to learn and master. Even without his awakened cheat, Lin Yan mastered it very early on.

The second form of the Phantom Beast involves the initial application of spatial laws, while the third form requires the cultivator to have a considerable understanding of spatial laws.

For hundreds of years.

Lin Yan's focus was not on this aspect.

Even so, as his understanding of the laws of space deepened, even though he spent less time on "Mirage of a Thousand Layers," he was getting closer and closer to mastering the third layer of form.

The third form is the Mirage Realm.

It requires sufficient understanding of the laws of space to integrate the power of these laws into every attack of the weapon, allowing the Mirage Feather to hide within the folds of space during attacks, making it undetectable to the enemy.

Time passed little by little.

Lin Yan calmed his mind and focused all his efforts on comprehending the third level of the form.

……

In the vast starry sky, a fleet of blood-red spaceships suddenly appeared.

The fleet consisted of seven ships, with the lead ship being the largest, stretching for several kilometers, and its hull painted with dark red flame patterns, like congealed blood burning in the darkness.

"The coordinates are here."

Inside the control room of the leading spaceship, a tall and handsome captain looked at the desolate planet in the exterior simulation, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

"This is the right place!"

A crew member stepped forward, holding a light screen that displayed detailed star map coordinates.

"A small family like theirs wouldn't dare lie to us. This planet is in an extremely remote location. If someone hadn't told us, who would have known it was here?"

"Blood Basin Grass..." the captain murmured the name, a greedy glint in his eyes. "It's such a waste that these natives are hoarding this resource."

Blood Basin Grass, an extremely rare cultivation resource.

Its effects are most pronounced on cultivators at the Eternal Star level, rapidly improving their physical attributes with minimal side effects.

More importantly, Blood Basin Grass can be cultivated on a large scale. As long as the correct cultivation methods are mastered, a large number of Blood Basin Grass can be cultivated in a short period of time and supplied continuously.

Who would have thought that in such a desolate galaxy, there would be a planet where Blood Basin Grass grows?

Who would have thought that these indigenous people, who have never even ventured out of the universe, would possess such a treasure trove?

"Pass down the order."

The captain withdrew his gaze, his voice turning cold. "All personnel on high alert. The natives of this planet, not to be captured and used as slaves, will be wiped out completely."

If this planet were developed, it would be another treasure trove for their organization. Therefore, even if there were people who could be enslaved, nothing was more important than keeping the planet's information confidential.

This treasure trove.

It's best to keep it in the hands of the organization.

"yes!"

The order was relayed rapidly through the fleet, and the seven ships slowly slowed down, heading towards that unremarkable planet.

……

In the eastern hemisphere of Huangyan, the continuous mountain ranges rise and fall, like sleeping dragons lying prostrate on the earth.

The main peak of the mountain range is tens of thousands of meters high, and its summit is covered with snow and ice that never melts all year round. However, the upper part of the mountain is bare, with only gray-black rocks and remnants of snow and ice, and no vegetation grows there.

But in the lower part of the mountain, starting from several thousand meters below the altitude, red trees and plants are everywhere.

The leaves of these trees are deep red, and the vegetation of the entire mountain range is predominantly red, making it look like a burning sea of ​​fire from a distance.

Deep in the mountains, amidst a dense red forest, a winding mountain road appears and disappears.

now.

Many indigenous people walked through the mountains and forests, most of them dressed in rags and looking haggard as they climbed the steep mountain paths.

The high altitude of tens of thousands of meters and the difficult mountain roads mean that these indigenous people have to expend a lot of physical energy with every step they take, and they have to stop and catch their breath every time they climb a certain distance.

"Brother, I can't walk anymore!"

A thin little boy sat slumped on the ground, his face pale, sweat streaming down his face.

"Xiao Xi, just bear with it a little longer." The thin young man next to him quickly squatted down, took out a piece of dry food from his pocket and handed it to the boy. "As long as we find a Blood Basin Grass, we'll have enough for your father's medicine."

The young man looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and his face was also pale. However, he was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, which contained several red herbs.

"But...but I can't walk anymore..." The boy took the dry food and took a small bite.

"Then let's rest for a while." The young man sighed, sat down next to the boy, but his gaze was fixed on the distant mountain peaks. "We'll continue when we've rested enough."

In the mountains and forests, besides the two brothers, there were many other indigenous people, but without exception, they were all ordinary people, without the slightest trace of cultivation.

Blood Basin Grass is the most precious resource on this planet.

It grows in high-altitude mountains and has extremely high environmental requirements, making it impossible to cultivate artificially.

What's even more peculiar is that the Blood Basin Grass has extremely strong senses when it sprouts from the soil. Once it senses genetic force or mental power, it will immediately die.

Only ordinary people without any signs of cultivation are allowed to enter the mountains to harvest it. This is why the natives of this planet have been able to make a living by harvesting Blood Basin Grass for generations.

"Brother, look!"

The little boy, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly pointed ahead, his voice tinged with excitement.

The young man followed the boy's finger and saw a blood-red herb swaying gently in the breeze at the base of a huge red tree.

Its leaves are oval-shaped with fine serrations along the edges. The surface of the leaves is covered with fine hairs. The stem is slender and tough, emerging from the soil and reaching a height of about one foot.

Blood Basin Grass.

Moreover, it is a blood basin grass of extremely good quality.

A glint flashed in the young man's eyes. He quickly stood up and walked towards the Blood Basin Grass.

But after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared in the sky above them, like a mountain pressing down, shrouding the entire forest in deep darkness.

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