This is Swallowed Star, not Resident Evil.

Chapter 232 Acquiring Crafting Techniques

Chapter 232 Acquiring Crafting Techniques

"Master, this is how to use the 'Ten Thousandfold Silver Robe,' but I don't know the specific manufacturing method. This is a top secret known only to the elders, and no one else in the clan knows this technique."

Wanlins respectfully removed his silver robe and handed it to Ye Yang.

Following his instructions, Ye Yang put on the Ten Thousand Times Speed ​​Garment and gently activated it. He immediately felt a surge of power throughout his body and couldn't help but smile.

"Master, are you satisfied?" Wanlins asked expectantly.

As a soul servant, he was happy as long as he could satisfy Ye Yang.

"Hmm, these clothes are alright, but—" Ye Yang suddenly changed his tone, a teasing smile appearing on his lips, "It seems you brought back a mouse."

He looked in a certain direction.

Ye Yang had already detected the presence of the follower through the Resonance Spacetime when Wanlins first arrived. It wasn't until he donned the Ten Thousand Times Speed ​​Suit that he realized it.

Seemingly aware that he had been discovered, the ancient Bamo clan lord, who was hiding behind a large rock hundreds of meters away, was somewhat surprised, but remained calm.

Because he is a realm lord, while Wanlins is only a domain lord, and that human alien's aura is only at the cosmic level.

The old lord of the Bamo tribe calmly stepped out from behind the rock, coldly staring at Wanlins and questioning, "Why did you betray your tribe?"

Ye Yang smiled; he liked this kind of confidence.

brush!

He instantly unleashed his speed and charged towards the old realm master.

It was like teleportation!

The combined power of countless Silver Wings in the Silver World has accelerated the passage of time for matter by an astonishing 1 times.

This is equivalent to a plateau at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

However, the Thousand Times Speed ​​Garment created by the Yama tribe can not only slow down time and extend lifespan, but also accelerate time!

However, due to the diminishing returns, the Speed ​​Cloak, which can accelerate ten thousand times in normal spacetime, can only accelerate one hundred times in the Silver World.

It's like a bird that can take off from 0 meters above sea level and fly to an altitude of 1 meters. But if you put it on a plateau at an altitude of 1 meters, it might only be able to fly to 1...

1 kilometers.

The Cloak of Ten Thousand Times Speed ​​has an acceleration limit of one million times in the Silver World!

However, using a 100 million-fold time acceleration to rush a few hundred meters would indeed be as short as teleportation.

Instantly exiting the accelerated state, Ye Yang made his move, tracing the trajectory of profound laws, combining space and time, and punched through the old world master's body. The so-called barrier defense of world power was simply as flimsy as paper.

click!

The core of the old realm master's inner world was directly crushed.

The initial shock in his eyes was quickly replaced by despair.

As his soul continued to decay and perish, Ye Yang immediately began to search for his soul.

"To think that he has aged so much after only living for 9 years, the power of time is truly terrifying."

Ye Yang learned from those fragmented memory pieces that this world lord had only lived for over 9 years and could usually only maintain a 100-fold time deceleration to counteract the acceleration of the silver world.

Therefore, the acceleration of consciousness was also offset. Consciousness has lived for 98,000 years, while the inner world and body have experienced more than 9.8 million years and are on the verge of collapse.

"What is 9 years to an ordinary realm lord? They probably can't even comprehend the laws and gain the recognition of the original laws. They would die then."

"With such a small population base, the possibility of a genius emerging is infinitely close to zero. From the moment these groups are thrown into the Silver World, they are doomed, and no one can ever achieve immortality again."

Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Master, you are truly the most powerful expert I have ever seen. You can easily kill a World Lord at the Universe level. You—" Wanlins was extremely excited.

"Alright, quickly check if his Speed ​​Suit is still usable. If it is, put it on first, and we'll go take care of the rest," Ye Yang said, waving his hand.

Three hours later

The original village had been reduced to ruins. Ye Yang sat on the open ground, with nine corpses of the Bamo Clan at the Realm Lord and Domain Lord levels in front of him.

On the other side are eight sleeping, cosmic-level Yama clans.

"receive!"

Ye Yang extracted eight universe-level Bamo race members into the sealing bead using the Gate of All Heavens.

Although these are enemies, and it's best to eliminate them completely to prevent future troubles, every race is, after all, a treasure of the universe's natural evolution. When I break through to true godhood through the path of divine power in the future, I will need to study the mysteries of life's genes, so let's consider this as leaving some samples.

Ye Yang said to the two remaining surviving members of the Bama clan beside him, "Next, I will ambush the 'Elder.' Wanlins, you come with me."

The man pointed at the cosmic-level Bamo: "You stay here. If other Bamo return, just say this—"

There is currently a team of Bamo warriors "hunting" Ye Yang outside the Silver World. According to Wanlins, they may return at any time, so a soul servant must be left here.

Subsequently, Ye Yang led Wanlins to intercept and kill the "Elder".

Lava flows among the mountains.

Within the silver world, areas still filled with 'death energy' are still the mainstream, and 'paradises' like the habitat of the Yama tribe can only be considered a few exceptions.

After all, the pile of Silverwing corpses represents the power of living beings; while the lava that keeps gushing out and releasing death energy represents the power of this continent!

And what causes the lava to flow continuously is the earth itself? The wound's roots connect to the sky and the earth, extending downwards to an unknown depth.

The "pillar of heaven" rises to an unknown height.

There are hundreds of such "pillars of heaven" scattered throughout the entire Abyss of Purgatory.

Each one is thousands of kilometers in diameter, covered with countless intricate patterns, exuding a mysterious and elusive aura.

Of course, they are also incredibly hot, like red-hot copper pillars; if your skin touches them, it will immediately burn!

This intense heat carries the power of laws, which even immortal gods cannot resist!

This is why the time-based talent power accumulated by countless Silverwing Oysters cannot be applied to this place.

"Alas, if the concentration of death energy here were not hundreds of times higher than outside the Silver World, perhaps my uncle would not have made that decision 80 years ago."

The elders of the modern-day Bama tribe sighed as they looked at the lava fields and the towering pillars of the mountains.

He ordered the warriors to wait outside the "holy land" because they were still young and vigorous and capable of reproduction, so they were absolutely not allowed to enter this area.

Holding the head of the alien human, the elder followed a path to a location more than 10 kilometers from the Heavenly Pillar.

"Gods and spirits, our race has once again slain the head of a human genius, and we have come here to offer sacrifice."

The elder spoke respectfully, and before him, atop the celestial pillar, stood hundreds of Bama immortals, some enormous, some of normal size, and some with other strange features.

They were tightly bound to the Heavenly Pillar by chains.

Their expressions were all frozen, some with their mouths agape in a distorted way, others with their eyes wide open and lifeless, and still others with their eyes closed in a calm expression.

Upon hearing the elder's voice, one of the Yama clan immortals, who had been motionless with his mouth agape like a fish about to die on land, suddenly turned his eyes and roared madly, "Aaaaaah!!!"

"That damned sacrifice again?!"

"What's the point? I'm going crazy! What's the use of sacrifices?"

"In the first billions of years, I could still feel pleasure from you slaughtering these human geniuses, but what can I feel now?"

"Let me die! Please, humans, let me die!!!"

That immortal roared madly.

"Cocoon, stop going crazy." The immortal, who had been expressionless, suddenly spoke up: "The younger generation will see your loss of composure."

"What's the use? What's the use?!" the immortal was still yelling.

"Child," an ancient, immortal figure looked at the 'Elder' and smiled, "Bring that head up here, let me see it—"

The elder, however, was startled. Having inherited wisdom, he knew that he absolutely could not get within 10 kilometers of Tianzhu.

So he tossed Ye Yang's head directly to the old, immortal man.

A glint of light flashed in the old, immortal eyes, and a beam of green light shot out, shattering Ye Yang's head.

After shattering the head of that mere cosmic-level body, the green light did not weaken at all and continued straight toward the 'Elder'.

This is an attack from a Marquis-level Immortal. Not to mention a Realm Lord, even a low-level Immortal Army Lord could be directly killed!

However, the "elder" remained motionless, and the green light was dissipated by an invisible barrier less than 100 meters away from him.

The Heavenly Pillar suddenly turned even redder, and the hundred or so immortal beings of the Bamo Clan on it all groaned in agony.

The elder showed no expression. Over the long years, he had witnessed the madness of the tribe's gods three times, and he was already disappointed.

Soon, the ritual was completed, and the elder quietly packed up and left the "holy site" alone.

However, none of the soldiers who were supposed to be waiting at the outer border were to be seen.

"Hmm?" The elder frowned, looking puzzled. What was going on?

"Footprints—" He squatted down: "Very messy."

The power of the world probed out, constantly scanning the surroundings, but found nothing.

"Could it be some kind of enemy? The Vykins? Or—a continuation of the catastrophe from 80 years ago?"

The elder's sense of foreboding grew stronger, and he subconsciously took two steps back, returning to the sacred ground.

But after thinking about it, he gave a wry smile; it seemed to be of no use.

He had to find his people, even if they were all dead, and return to the village. There were still eight warriors outside who hadn't returned home. With this thought in mind, the elder switched his silver robe to speed mode, preparing to leave quickly.

However, before the silver-clad power could take effect, he saw a group of young men standing behind him, completely unharmed, waving at him.

"Elder, where are you going?"

"Why did you ignore us and just walk past us?"

"You took the wrong road!"

The elder blinked, looked around, and realized he had indeed taken the wrong path.

"What—what just happened to me?"

"Have I gotten so old and blind?"

He blinked his four eyes repeatedly, and it was indeed becoming difficult to see clearly.

Perhaps he should choose a new generation of "elders" and pass on all his wisdom to them.

10 years later, the new elder was exceptional. He led the Bama tribe to create a new world and restored the population to over 10!

And—they, the Bama tribe, finally found a way to leave the abyss, a way to leave the human realm.

A generous group that called themselves the "Demon Clan" was willing to accept them.

From then on, they would return to the starry sky and would no longer have to suffer the torment of the terrible passage of time!

"It's so good to be alive and see this day," the elder smiled and slowly closed his eyes.

"You deserve respect, but unfortunately, you are a foreign race that is hostile to humanity."

Ye Yang looked at the elder kneeling on the ground in front of him. In order to enslave a realm lord, he had painstakingly constructed an illusion that lasted for 10 years.

However, all the hard work was worth it.

"Now, can you tell me everything about the crafting process of the 'Ten Thousandfold Silver Armor'?"