This was a coast one hundred kilometers away from Hejia City.
After leaving Hejia City, Yang Fan had directly transferred to this place.
He quietly sat on a rock, gazing at the endless deep blue, his thoughts drifting away.
"Ying Sang, this place, the son of a councilor becomes a councilor, and the son of a commoner remains a commoner, like a suffocating stagnant water.
"Even their superpower users seem inherently submissive, unlike the spirited superpower users of Great Xia.
"Perhaps this is the extreme form of ossification."
Yang Fan had seen extensive information about Ying Sang from the deceitful wooden carving, gaining a deeper understanding of this place.
As a believer of the Great Xia’s saying "Is there a distinction in birth?", he felt this was a very strange country.
All of this had also led him to many thoughts.
"The Primordial World is a very dangerous place.
"If it continues to be lifeless, there is only one outcome, dying in silence.
"If the Canglan People wish to survive, they must break the old structure and create a more vibrant world."
For the first time, Yang Fan felt perhaps he should use his power to do something for this world.
Other superpower users cannot achieve it.
It doesn’t mean he cannot either.
Yang Fan lowered his head, gazing at his hands, whispering softly: "Maybe I can grasp the tide of history."
He felt that with his growth speed, reaching a certain height, he could completely achieve this.
The Buddha Face of the deceitful wooden carving was filled with awe.
Just now, it had witnessed its master moving his right hand and suddenly producing an object resembling a wisp.
The master held it for a moment, and a peculiar power surged within him.
This incredulous phenomenon completely surpassed its understanding.
Moreover, this object resembling a wisp gave it an intimidating feeling of facing a natural enemy.
It didn’t even dare to look at the wisp-like object directly.
The deceitful artifact pondered for a moment, feeling it should seriously express its loyalty.
It transmitted a message: "Supreme master, I will forever be loyal to you."
It further explained how its "loyalty" would manifest: "In the future, no matter what the master wants me to devour, I will swallow it whole."
For the wooden carving, this was a concession reaching the bottom line.
I’m even willing to eat shit, surely you can trust my sincerity now?
If it were the former master, not only would I refuse to eat shit, even if he dared to let me smell shit, I’d swallow him whole.
Yang Fan listened, somewhat bewildered, not knowing what this wicked thing was irrationally saying now.
However, he did not dampen the fervent loyalty of his underling, nodding: "I understand."
The Buddha Face immediately revealed a flattering smile.
The sea breeze swept by.
Yang Fan felt the gentle sea breeze, enjoying the rare leisure.
He suddenly furrowed his brow, turning to look toward the direction of the land.
In the perspective of the Golden Eagle.
A military drone emerged from the front, swiftly flying along the coastline.
On the side of the drone, there was surprisingly a Sword Flower Flag.
Between him and the drone, there was a mountain peak.
The drone couldn’t see him, but he could see the drone.
Yang Fan’s expression was somewhat subtle: "Has the Carmenia drone found its way here? Seems they are really anxious."
He stood up, his right hand forming a virtual grip.
A sharp, transparent ice spike instantly appeared in his right hand.
This was the Ice Superpower.
Immediately, the ice spike disappeared again.
This was the Spirit Concealment Superpower.
Yang Fan’s right arm swelled slightly, his skin turning a pale gold.
This was the Vajra Superpower.
He stepped forward, suddenly swinging his right arm.
The ice spike shot out like lightning, spanning over five kilometers in an ultra-long arc, accurately hitting the drone.
This was the new superpower Yang Fan acquired.
The drone was pierced by the ice spike, and cold qi instantly erupted inside.
The drone immediately short-circuited, then turned into a frozen chunk, plummeting from nearly a kilometer high into the forest, crashing into a pile of debris.
Though only 1 point of Spiritual Source Value activated the low-grade superpower, four superpowers combined, demonstrating powerful combat capability.
Yang Fan’s gaze shifted, looking in another direction: "Let’s test the limits of the Precision Superpower."
He conjured another ice spike, then activated Vajra Power, throwing it out.
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Since Spirit Concealment Power wasn’t used, the ice spike pierced through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
The ice spike traversed nearly eight kilometers in an ultra-long distance, striking a tree trunk with a "bang."
This was an extremely astonishing distance.
Yang Fan began to imagine: "If the Precision Superpower and Vajra Superpower continue to enhance, maybe even dozens of kilometers away, I could accurately hit a target.
"By then, I would be the strongest assassin on Canglan Star, a casual strike comparable to a cannon blast."
Ordinary assassins must approach the target to attack.
A powerful assassin, however, can strike invisibly from several kilometers away.
His strength had increased again.
From Carmenia superpower users, the Soul Stealing Wisp extracted two low-grade superpowers, though they were garbage superpowers.
Only he considered them garbage.
Others definitely regarded them as treasures from heaven.
The three superpower users collectively contributed 5.8 points of Spiritual Source Value.
The clone recently collected another 0.6 points of Spiritual Source Value.
Previously activating Precision consumed 1 point, now the accumulated Spiritual Source Value had reached 34.5 points.