Only My Way

When the second day arrived.

Just as Ling Wuyuan had planned.

Since ending the remote communication with Pei Yiman.

He diligently cultivated while also meticulously sorting through the various spoils he had yet to organize.

Separating and storing various books, pills, medicinal herbs, minerals... and some strange things.

What was particularly troublesome was that, perhaps anticipating he might be beaten to death and his various collections forcibly taken by enemies, the original owners of those items often left real and fake traps within their relics, attempting to retaliate against their foes.

This situation.

If it were in the past.

Would undoubtedly have led to Ling Wuyuan wasting a lot of time sorting through the various spoils.

But as Ling Wuyuan's godlike perception became more powerful.

Now, Ling Wuyuan could often easily and automatically identify various carefully disguised threats.

It was like some kind of fully automatic scanning device.

Whether or not various items had problems.

He could automatically know with just a glance.

With this kind of efficiency.

In just a short period of time.

Ling Wuyuan successfully identified a large number of problematic items and completed the sorting of a large pile of things.

The various strange books alone numbered in the hundreds of thousands!!

Enough for him to read for a long time!!

For Ling Wuyuan.

Even if the vast majority of the books only recorded commonplace information and did not involve any high-end or secret information.

Their existence was still a rare treasure for Ling Wuyuan.

Enabling Ling Wuyuan to grasp more knowledge and further improve "The Way of I" and "Death Omen Descent."

Therefore, although the process of sorting those things was extremely tedious.

Ling Wuyuan was still able to enjoy it and felt that things were actually quite interesting.

And among all the spoils.

Currently.

One of the things that Ling Wuyuan cared about most was those metal fragments from inside the ancient ruins.

To be honest, although he didn't know what those metal fragments were.

When they were still intact.

Whether they were some kind of war puppet.

Or simply some kind of metal floor with no additional meaning.

Their structure.

That was indeed something that Ling Wuyuan cared about very much.

As everyone knows.

All matter is essentially composed of countless microscopic particles combined together.

Countless microscopic particles condensed together form all kinds of things visible to the naked eye.

However.

After repeated observation.

Ling Wuyuan discovered that even the current him could not see any gaps in those metal fragments.

Including gaps at the microscopic level!!

In the perspective of [Flawless Circle].

The microscopic particles that made up those metal fragments were all in a seamless state, with no gaps or splicing marks between them...

You must know.

With Ling Wuyuan's current observation ability.

Even the gaps between molecules, atoms... as long as he wanted to, they were all clearly visible things, it was impossible not to see them!

But those metal fragments, in his perception, were truly completely whole!!

The basic particles that made up the other party did not have any gaps in his observation...

'Some kind of strong and weak interaction force material?'

Faced with this situation, Ling Wuyuan couldn't help but feel this doubt in his heart.

However, soon, he denied it himself:

'No...'

'It should be far more advanced than that thing...'

The process of everyone damaging a substance.

In many cases, can essentially be described as physically separating the basic particles that make up the substance, thereby causing the structure of the other party to collapse, thereby leading the other party to destruction.

Therefore.

Relatively speaking.

When Ling Wuyuan discovered that he could not observe the actual structure of the metal fragments in his hand that looked like scrap iron.

He immediately realized that with his current self.

Even if he was willing to use [Interdimensional Swiftness], he was afraid that he would not be able to leave a single scratch on the metal fragments in his hand...

Just as an ant using all its strength would absolutely not be able to leave a trace on a diamond, that was an absolute gap!!

At this moment, in Ling Wuyuan's perspective.

Although the metal fragments in his hand looked tattered.

The other party was in an extremely perfect state at the microstructural level.

At the microscopic level, every part of the other party could only be described as perfect.

That was not biological perfection.

But physical and structural perfection.

Even after successfully exerting his lifelong learning.

Ling Wuyuan could not find any irrationality in the other party...

To be honest.

Faced with this situation, Ling Wuyuan immediately realized that it was an unspeakable gap!

The more strictly he examined the things in his hand that looked like broken copper and rotten iron.

The more he could perceive his own insignificance and realize that there were indeed countless secrets in this world...

At the same moment.

He also recalled some of the scenes he had seen, the scene of corpses all over the ancient mobile fortress...

Now, thinking back carefully, although among the practitioners who entered the ancient mobile fortress earlier than Ling Wuyuan, there were practitioners whose strength reached the [Essential Stage], until they were killed by those guardian puppets, they actually failed to cause any damage to the ancient mobile fortress...

This meant that the actual destructive power they possessed was probably not even enough to destroy the floor tiles inside.

Just like the Amazonian cannibals would never be able to leave a trace on a main battle tank even if they tried their best...

Recalling those scenes.

Ling Wuyuan couldn't help but be curious about the strength of those who forcibly shot down that ancient mobile fortress, killing all the alien races inside, leaving only some metal puppets...

That was a feeling of looking up to a high mountain.

Then.

When his attention once again sank into the depths of his sea of consciousness, coming near a piece of memory that was still tightly sealed.

The next moment.

Faced with the cold sword light sealed within.

Ling Wuyuan, whose injuries had just recovered not long ago, once again suffered a serious injury...

Only to see, on his forehead, the tattoo that looked like a third eye instantly cracked open from the middle of his eyebrows, revealing many muscle tissues that would have been hidden under the skin.

A large amount of blood also automatically tried to flow out...

As if his forehead had really been forcibly pierced by some physical object!!

However.

Before the scarlet blood could completely flow out of the wound.

Soon, those cells located near the wound, which had now lost all vitality, were forcibly swallowed by the remaining surviving cells on the spot, so that those still active cells could automatically split into more new cells, thereby forming new skin, muscles, blood vessels... to quickly repair Ling Wuyuan's existing injuries...

That belonged to some kind of waste utilization mechanism that had been completely automated.

Directly making the actual impact of the injuries on Ling Wuyuan far less than in normal circumstances.