Swallowed Star: The Sacred Eye of Duplication

After exiting the virtual space of the War God Palace, Ye Yun took out the two password boxes he had received and opened them one by one.

In the first larger password box, there was a combat uniform and a folded rifle, while in the other box, there was a pair of black boots.

After a quick look, Ye Yun closed the first password box and took out the black boots from the second box.

This is the Ancient Civilization Suit: Black God...

Ye Yun knew that this Black God suit came in various forms. It could be gloves, clothes, hats, pants, shoes, or even rings.

Once the Black God suit was put on, it would actively penetrate the skin and absorb blood. After absorbing some blood, the Black God suit would mutate, perfectly merging with the user's body, just like a second skin. After recognizing its owner, it could transform its shape at will according to the owner's wishes.

Ye Yun put his bare right foot into the boot. About thirty seconds later, he felt a needle-like prick. The black boots on his right foot suddenly seemed to boil, with black water droplets trembling. At the same time, his right foot began to experience waves of pain where it was wrapped by the boots.

Ye Yun exhaled lightly, his expression unchanged. The pain was not very intense. He looked down and saw strands of red flowing into the black water droplets. Countless droplets enveloped his right foot, absorbing the red strands as they slowly transformed.

This process lasted about fifteen minutes. When the changes subsided, the black droplets reformed into a boot, wrapping Ye Yun's right foot. However, this time it felt completely different. Though the boots were still there, they felt like part of his skin, allowing him to sense even the coldness of the ground.

The first time Ye Yun came into contact with the Black God suit, he found it remarkable. With a thought, he saw a black light spread outward from the boot, rapidly covering his entire body. Within moments, his whole body was encased in a layer of black skin, leaving only his eyes, nose, and mouth exposed.

The Black God suit was a planetary-level Force suit. Its performance was exceptional on Earth, suitable even for short-term battles.

With another thought, the suit automatically retracted. Ye Yun picked up a note from the box. The note briefly explained the uniqueness and rarity of the Black God suit, produced only in the ancient ruins of Civilization No. 9 on Earth.

Everyone had only one chance to enter these ruins, making additional Black God suits incredibly scarce. The reward Ye Yun received was a suit collected by the Extreme Martial Arts School over the years, once belonging to a fallen warrior. Without such collections, no extras would exist, as each warrior retained their own suit.

The Extreme Martial Arts School required those who earned a Black God suit as a reward to later obtain another from the ruins and sell it back to the school, which offered a high purchase price.

Ye Yun understood these terms but had his own plans. He did intend to explore the ruins, but only after reaching the planetary level, reducing the risks involved.

That night, Ye Yun slept soundly, satisfied with his progress.

Inside the ancient civilization gravity chamber, Ye Yun sat shirtless in a horse stance, his streamlined, bronzed muscles dripping with sweat.

Eighteen thin blades floated around him, tracing intricate patterns at varying speeds. Suddenly, one blade slowed, colliding with another, disrupting the formation. The blades lost momentum and clattered to the ground.

This "Heavenly God Atlas" is indeed challenging. I've practiced it over 10,000 times daily this past month, and I can only reach the twelfth level perfectly. Still, my mental control has improved, and I can now manage twelve blades simultaneously. I'm close to surpassing the "consciousness" limit of an apprentice mentalist.

After a moment, Ye Yun stood, dressed, and left the room, where a white male student awaited him.

Louis, second in the Black Dragon ranking, nodded at Ye Yun with a slightly awkward expression.

Ye Yun recognized him. Louis had once been first on the Black Dragon ranking, a high-level War God with over four years in the elite training camp. In June, when Ye Yun overtook him, they privately dueled, with Ye Yun emerging victorious.

Though Louis accepted the loss, his demeanor remained uneasy. Ye Yun, unfazed, focused on the resources he earned through his strength, understanding that the elite training camp was a place to secure rare resources.

Having ranked first in June, Ye Yun gained 90 hours of access to the ancient civilization gravity and trial rooms in July, which he meticulously allocated. Splitting the hours across training days, he crafted a rigorous schedule to improve his physical fitness and mental power under the challenging conditions of the gravity room.

The increased gravity not only added weight to the controlled blades but also hindered their trajectories, intensifying the training difficulty. Despite the challenge, Ye Yun's progress with the "Atlas of the Gods" was remarkable, reaching the eighteenth level within a month.

July ended with Ye Yun still at the top of the rankings. Back at Muyun Pavilion, he relaxed on his bed and made a call.

"Hello, Ayun?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Yun smiled.

"Fengzi, tomorrow is your prospective warrior test, right? Confident?"

In Yangzhou, Jiangnan Base City, Luo Feng lay in bed. Ye Yun's concern warmed his heart.

"Don't worry, Ayun! I've trained hard! Courage is the key to the combat assessment, and I'm ready!"

Ye Yun and Luo Feng chatted for over twenty minutes before ending the call.

"Fengzi, I trust you. When I'm back in January, we'll celebrate properly!"

For Ye Yun, Luo Feng was like a brother. While he refrained from interfering in Luo Feng's plans, he maintained contact, offering support while allowing Luo Feng to grow naturally.

Ye Yun understood that early training was crucial and decided to let things progress as they should, ensuring Luo Feng's development stayed on track.

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