Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents

Chapter 387: Chapter 217: Sixty-Four Types of Dao

Translator: 549690339

Jiang Ming and the others continued on their journey.

Despite the long mountain road, nothing could stop their footsteps. However, both on the ground and in the air, they encountered many who sought to kill them.

Some were fierce beasts, others were strange tribes.

This journey allowed Jiang Ming to truly witness the chaos and horror of the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes.

As they kept moving forward,

Jiang Ming sensed a familiar and terrifying power up ahead, and pointed, saying, “We have old friends there!”

“Fang Qinghan!” Chen Bei was excited. “He has a taste like a vulture that devours everything, even if I am separated by several worlds, I could still smell it. Let’s go!”

“Let’s go!” Jiang Ming was also happy.

In the blink of an eye, the two arrived near the scene, and a great battle was taking place before them.

Several dozen people with peculiar appearances, golden bodies, sheep horns on their heads, and patterns on their faces. They were the Golden Sheep Tribe, and among them were several powerful beings of the Ninth Realm.

Fang Qinghan was the one being besieged. When he spotted Jiang Ming and the others, he laughed loudly, “Haha, I knew you guys didn’t die, this is great!” “This little game ends here!”

“Pocket World Projection, Devouring Heaven and Earth!”

Fang Qinghan revealed his madness, while being surrounded, a vast void appeared above his head, which then transformed into a giant mouth, sucking in forcefully.

Several Golden Sheep Tribe members of the Ninth Realm and other experts were unable to resist, and were swallowed one after another. Amidst their screams, only dust remained.

Fang Qinghan’s aura grew stronger.

“You swallowed several beings of the Ninth Realm and countless of the Eighth Realm in the blink of an eye.” Chen Bei marveled when they got close. “Among us, you’re the most abnormal, even Old Jiang can’t compare. As long as you have enough resources, you can continue to improve.”

“It’s as if you’re different from me!” Fang Qinghan looked at him with contempt. “I devour and refine those I consume for my own use. What about you? Not only do you devour and use them, but even their souls are likely to be exploited by you. You’re the ruthless one.”

“At least I leave them some vitality!”

“Is being alive but in misery considered vitality?”

“You win, you’re right!” Chen Bei gave in. “How did you get out of the Lost Land?”

“Wasn’t it because you guys suddenly disappeared!” Fang Qinghan sighed. “I knew you guys didn’t die. The small Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes couldn’t trap you.”

The three sat on a nearby mountaintop, facing the breeze and sharing what they had been through.

At first, they didn’t think much of Jiang Ming and the others’ disappearance.

After all, they might be in closed-door training or hunting outside Xuanhuang City.

It was normal for them not to have any contact for months.

However, as time went on, Ye Bai, Wang Qiutong, Jiang Ming, Liu Ruyan, and Chen Bei had no traces or news, making them feel that something was wrong.

They started searching outside the city but found no signs of them.

They began to speculate whether they had been moved millions of miles away due to the midnight change of territory while spending the night outside.

It was not impossible but very possible.

Yi Tianxing tried to deduce their location but couldn’t find anything. He reported the situation to the higher-ups of the academy, but no useful information was received.

Though anxious, they were helpless.

As they continued searching, they also cultivated desperately.

“After I reached the Ninth Realm, I realized it was difficult to improve any further in the Lost Land, so I came out to try my luck.” Fang Qinghan said, “I teleported from Xuanhuang City to Sky Martial City, and then fought my way out. Sure enough, there were more powerful people in the outside world; the Eighth and Ninth Realms were almost everywhere.”

“What a guy, my strength skyrocketed on the way!”

“In a short time, I directly broke through to the Tenth Realm and comprehended various rules of power!”

“Having devoured the rules, I’ve achieved perfection!”

“Deep attainments in space rules and so on!”

“Within the Tenth Realm, I can also be considered as standing at the pinnacle!” “Impressive, right?”

“Jiang Ming, can I suppress you with one hand now?”

Their goal, as geniuses from Blue Star, was first and foremost to surpass Jiang Ming, eager to defeat him.

Chen Bei was like that too.

So was Fang Qinghan.

Even Wang Qiutong harboured such thoughts.

But Chen Bei couldn’t help but laugh: “You’re underestimating Old Jiang, not long ago, with a snap of his fingers, he almost killed a powerful expert in the Tenth Realm. At that time, he was still just within the Eighth Realm, and now that his soul, martial arts, and spirit have all broken through, you still want to trouble him? You’re being too ambitious!”

“Damn!” Fang Qinghan was no longer calm, “Is he still so terrifying?”

“Old Jiang said that his Martial Arts Golden Core integrated ninety-nine True Meanings!” Chen Bei continued.

“Damn!” Fang Qinghan’s eyes popped out in disbelief, “I have the Devouring Body, controlling the Devouring Path, and my Devouring Ability is extremely special. I can plunder others’ cultivation level, secret skills, and even true meanings and Dao Resonance, but even so, my Martial Arts Golden Core only integrated sixty-four true meanings. Any more, and my Dantian Space would not be able to withstand it and might even cause conflicts among the true meanings, leading to the collapse of the golden core. Old Jiang actually integrated ninety-nine? Damn, just listening to it makes my scalp tingle. You know, the more you integrate, the more pressure you’re under, and it increases geometrically.”

“Sixty-four? Damn, it’s the same as mine!” Chen Bei said, “We have a kindred spirit!”

Fang Qinghan pursed his lips.

“So I haven’t broken through yet!” Jiang Ming said helplessly.

“It’s normal not to break through!” Fang Qinghan replied naturally, “If it wasn’t for my special talent, I wouldn’t know how many powerful people I would have to devour to accumulate enough to break through. Even so, it was extremely dangerous during the breakthrough, and I almost destroyed my Dantian. In the end, I managed to succeed in breaking through by suppressing it with the Devouring Path. Your own accumulation is even more terrifying, trying to break through is anything but ordinary, it even makes me feel a sense of suffocating despair.”

“Forget it! He is Jiang Ming, and you are you. When could this guy ever be put in the same category?” Chen Bei laughed and said, “He did say that he has a 90% chance of breaking through. The only reason he hasn’t done so is that he hasn’t reached a perfect state.”

“Damn!” Fang Qinghan was caught off guard.

“Hahaha, I felt the same way when I first heard it.” Chen Bei couldn’t help but laugh.

They chatted and laughed, feeling a sense of camaraderie.

“What on earth have you guys experienced?” Fang Qinghan couldn’t help but ask.

Jiang Ming briefly recounted their experiences.

“God of Lost, Death Forbidden Zone, Liu Ruyan is dead?” Fang Qinghan was taken aback, his eyes narrowed with a cold expression, “Death Forbidden Zone, what a name! I’ll remember it.”

“Not only will you remember it, but I’ll also remember it!” Chen Bei said with a chilling voice, “Twenty of us came to the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes, and we haven’t even killed our way out of the Lost Land, yet we’ve already lost one person. For us, this is not just a great hatred, but also a humiliation, a disgrace!”

Thinking of Liu Ruyan, the killing intent in Jiang Ming’s chest churned as well.

Everything that had happened in the past was like a vivid movie.

During the Grand Examination, they competed with each other.

In the Saint Academy, they studied Dao and cultivation.

In the Nine Domains, they spent a decade together.

In Xuanhuang Academy, they supported each other.

Who would have thought that going out together would bring calamity.

The mountain wind roared, unable to dispel the violence in their hearts.

The three of them were filled with an even more intense Killing Qi.

“Just remember it!” Jiang Ming whispered, “Old Fang, how long has it been since we left?”

“About a year!”

“A year?”

Jiang Ming and Chen Bei were both surprised, then they suddenly understood..