Chapter 91 ​As Mo Fan entered the formation, the physical world vanished. He found himself suspended in a vast, chaotic void resembling a star-studded nebula. The sensory presence of the other cavemen was completely severed, replaced by a suffocating concentration of universal laws.​"This must be a high-level isolation array," Mo Fan mused. "It ensures total privacy and focus. Perfect. Now I don’t have to worry about anyone seeing through my disguise."​He sat cross-legged and reached out with his spiritual sense, but he was immediately struck by a realization. Unlike previous monuments that focused on specific elements like Space or the Five Elements, this tablet radiated a neutral, crystalline aura. It didn't provide a law; it provided Clarity.​It was a catalyst for the mind. Under its influence, his cognitive speed accelerated a thousandfold. Obscure concepts that had previously eluded him began to unravel like simple threads.

Chapter 93 "Venerable Chu is a sharp one. There are indeed secrets here, and they are inextricably linked to the cavemen."​The Ancestor of the Mo family nodded slowly, confirming Mo Fan's suspicions. "The textbooks are accurate in what they include, but it's what they leave out that matters. Consider this: even with your peerless talent, look at how much effort and resource you've expended to reach this level. How could ordinary humans, in the midst of a cataclysm, grow fast enough to fight back against beasts that can level mountains?"​He didn't wait for Mo Fan to answer. "I am considered a top-tier talent. I began at fifteen, became a martial artist at twenty, a General at thirty-nine, and finally a Venerable at one hundred and six. I am now over one hundred and forty years old. Even in this era of prosperity, I am a leader. But in the early days of the Great Change, the environment was harsher and the vitality was thinner. If we had relied sol

Chapter 95 ​As his blood merged with the golden blade, Mo Fan felt a rhythmic pulse—a flicker of consciousness. Mastering the sword had peeled back its layers, revealing a hidden intelligence.​Suddenly, a soft, childish voice echoed in his mind."Master."​It was innocent and docile, evoking the image of a polite child. Mo Fan focused his intent. "Are you the weapon spirit of this blade?"​"Yes, Master."​"Tell me your name and the origin of this place," Mo Fan commanded.​"This blade is the Chunyang Zhanxian (Pure Yang Immortal-Slayer). I do not know its true origin; I only know I was born a long time ago. I found myself in this palace hundreds of years ago... You are the first outsider to ever reach me." The spirit paused, its voice trembling with anxiety. "Master... please do not erase my intelligence. I can learn, I can help! Together, we can make this sword more powerful than ever."​Mo Fan recalled re

Chapter 97 "In the Xihai Super Base, an Eight Desolations Venerable is nobody. Only a Cave Heaven King is considered a true power," the Mo Family Ancestor said, his voice dropping to a reverent whisper. "And above the Kings... there are the Gods of War."​Mo Fan’s heart skipped a beat. "Gods of War?"​"They are the eternal suns of our race," the Ancestor explained. "They stand between heaven and earth, blocking the tide of ferocious beasts. It is because of them that humanity still has a voice in this shattered world. A single God of War in a state of rage could likely sink an entire province of hundreds of thousands of miles."​The shock left Mo Fan silent. The scale of power in the Super Bases was far beyond anything Yishuang could offer. He felt a magnetic pull toward Xihai, but he knew such a paradise would have its gatekeepers.​The Price of Citizenship​"Entering Xihai as a visitor is simple—you just pay the f

Chapter 99 ​"The Gift of Time..."​Mo Fan stood frozen, his mind racing with disbelief. In the annals of high-level martial arts, the Space Talent is legendary, but its twin—the Time Talent—is a ghost, a myth barely whispered in ancient texts. While some creatures like the Blank Weasel can touch the void, he had never heard of a beast capable of bending time.​And yet, here it was. A Level 7 beast at the early stage, effortlessly crushing mid-stage Kings.​"If I can harvest this talent, my strength will reach a level where even special-class Kings won't be a threat," Mo Fan thought, a surge of adrenaline hitting him. However, he knew a head-on clash would be treacherous; the beast’s ability to slow time made physical speed irrelevant.​"It’s time to test the second level of the Shuai Divine Light."​The Fall of the Kong Qing Beast​Wu Yueyao was drowning in regret. She was a top-tier genius from t