If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

Despite feeling a little regret, Zhou Ming's expression remained unchanged.

He quickly cleared his mind of distractions and fixed his gaze firmly on the surging, foggy monster.

Zhou Ming directly activated the power of the world, following the fine threads extending from the bodies of each mist monster, and slowly explored towards the end where the threads connected.

This chaotic void region is full of strangeness, with countless threads intertwined and hidden in the chaotic energy, which ordinary cultivators cannot detect at all.

However, Zhou Ming's world power was at an extremely high level, so it wasn't difficult to investigate him.

He patiently traced the threads one by one, carefully examining the other end of each thread.

A moment later, Zhou Ming finally pinpointed the true source controlling all the fog monsters.

Hidden within the densely packed, identical-looking fog monsters is a special entity.

Its aura, appearance, and fluctuations were indistinguishable from the surrounding monsters, perfectly concealing itself among the group, blending seamlessly into the whole.

If Zhou Ming's cultivation level hadn't been high enough and his world power strong enough, even knowing that these monsters had a mastermind behind them, he would never have been able to distinguish them from the vast number of monsters.

The moment he identified his target, Zhou Ming stopped holding back and ignored the surrounding minions and monsters.

Zhou Ming moved swiftly, ignoring the layers of misty monsters in front of him, and charged straight towards the main body hidden among the monsters.

This mist monster clearly possesses a considerable level of intelligence.

Upon realizing that Zhou Ming had precisely locked onto her and was charging straight at her, she immediately felt a sense of crisis.

It dared not confront Zhou Ming head-on, but instead quickly mobilized all the mist monsters around it, arranging them in layers and swarming forward, attempting to use a human wave tactic to block Zhou Ming's advance and buy itself time to catch its breath and retreat.

However, Zhou Ming had already figured out all of its methods.

From the moment he began to investigate the trajectory of the silk threads, Zhou Ming had already figured out how it was controlled.

Looking at the endless stream of mist monsters rushing towards him, Zhou Ming did not hesitate at all.

No longer holding back, he unleashed the full power of the world, and an invisible force instantly spread out, precisely targeting all the control threads connecting the monsters.

As the power of the world surged forth, he severed all the threads that bound the monster's movements and transmitted control commands.

The moment the thread snapped, the monster deep within immediately sensed that it was out of control.

Its body trembled slightly, instinctively panicking.

Even as disaster loomed, it did not give up the struggle, using its remaining strength to forcefully control the remaining mist monsters to desperately block Zhou Ming.

He slowly moved his body, retreating rapidly into the depths of chaos behind him, trying to escape.

Zhou Ming watched its movements coldly the entire time, giving it no chance to escape.

The opponent's retreat speed appeared extremely slow to him, but in the blink of an eye, Zhou Ming crossed the layers of dense fog and monsters, catching up with the monster's main body that was trying to escape.

A vast amount of world power surged out from Zhou Ming's body, condensing into a massive, heavy hand.

This giant hand, constructed from pure world power, did not pierce through the monster's body. Instead, it fell precisely, firmly grasping the mist monster's true form in its palm.

The moment the giant hand imprisoned the monster's body, all of its external control threads were severed by Zhou Ming's giant hand.

The fog monster, now out of control, was like a phantom without a foundation; all the condensed fog instantly dissipated.

The monsters that had filled the entire area vanished in an instant, leaving the dense fog area empty.

Zhou Ming walked lightly to the monster's main body, which was imprisoned by the giant hand of the world's power, and began to examine it carefully.

The monster's appearance was exactly the same as all the mist monsters he had killed before.

The only difference is that the entity behind the scenes is no longer a phantom formed from condensed mist, but a real, physical body.

Zhou Ming manipulated the power of the world, slowly permeating into the monster's body, examining its physical structure, energy source, and cultivation foundation layer by layer, in an attempt to thoroughly understand the essence of this monster.

After a thorough investigation, Zhou Ming had already reached a conclusion.

This monster does indeed possess a complete flesh and blood body; it is a truly formed living being.

However, its physical strength is extremely weak, which is not worthy of its status as the behind-the-scenes leader.

Its physical resilience is even inferior to that of an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal, and its foundation is extremely weak.

With the overwhelming penetrating power of the world's energy, Zhou Ming penetrated the monster's meridians and bones without any hindrance, quickly exploring every corner of its body.

After a thorough investigation, they finally found a grayish-white crystal core in the core of the fog monster's brain.

This crystal core is the core of this monster's power and its fundamental basis.

Without hesitation, Zhou Ming immediately mobilized the power of the world and carefully peeled the grayish-white crystal core from the monster's mind, suspending it in his palm.

The moment the crystal core detached from the body, the monster's flesh and blood body instantly lost all energy support, disintegrated and dissipated on its own, turning into pure chaotic energy, which slowly merged into the surrounding chaos and vanished without a trace.

Zhou Ming paid no attention to this, his gaze remaining fixed on the grayish-white crystal core in his palm, examining it closely as he looked down.

The crystal core had an unremarkable appearance, with no bright luster, no special patterns, and no energy fluctuations.

It looks exactly like ordinary crystal, with nothing unusual about it.

However, the more ordinary something is, the less Zhou Ming dares to underestimate it.

He once again activated a wisp of subtle world power, slowly probing into the interior of the crystal core.

The crystal core's exterior is protected by a layer of energy, hindering the exploration of the world's power.

But it only held them back for a moment before Zhou Ming broke through their defenses and his power of the world penetrated inside.

When he saw the scene inside the crystal core, Zhou Ming's expression suddenly froze, and his heart was instantly filled with astonishment.

The spatial scene inside this ordinary grayish-white crystal core was exactly the same as the spatial scene inside the several golden fingers in his own universe.

Within the crystal core space, countless black energy spheres of varying sizes were densely packed together, covering the entire interior space.

The only difference between the two is that deep within the space of this monster crystal core, there is actually a faint consciousness.

The fragile consciousness was gripped by extreme fear the moment it sensed Zhou Ming's world power invading the crystal.

In a panic, it scurried to the most remote corner of the crystal core space, curling up tightly into a ball.

Moreover, he was trying his best to suppress all his mental fluctuations, desperately trying to lower his presence and hide himself to avoid Zhou Ming's detection.

Seeing the consciousness's self-deceiving and evasive posture, Zhou Ming's tense mind relaxed slightly, and a faint sense of mockery arose in his heart.

Such an ostrich-like behavior is utterly useless in the face of an absolute difference in strength, and looks particularly ridiculous.