Published: February 12, 2025
The Old Dean closed the book, stood up, and moved to the window of the room.
His room was the highest point of the Library Palace, with huge windows on all sides, allowing for a breathtaking view of Starshine City in any direction.
“Luo Chi.”
After softly uttering these two words, a book keeper quietly appeared behind the Old Dean.
“Have someone check who dares to make a move in Starshine City. If their target happens to be one of our chosen individuals, then let’s use some corpses to warn those who set rules for others but have never adhered to them.”
Luo Chi bowed and then disappeared without a trace.
The Old Dean gazed into the distance, his expression deep and unfathomable, lost in thought.
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Ye Zhongming was in a transformation state, but that did not mean he lacked reason and thought. On the contrary, this state enabled him to better observe the entire battlefield.
It was just like that.
As soon as Ye Zhongming transformed, he was immediately bound. Even though his strength had become incredibly immense, he still felt a sense of powerlessness.
However, he could not simply surrender; he noticed the assassin falling beside him and saw the golden masked warrior making a life-threatening strike.
He knew he had to do something, or both of them would surely be killed.
Therefore, Ye Zhongming chose to leverage his greatest strength as his primary offensive point.
Mental power!
Even among the All Races of the Universe, Ye Zhongming believed he was top-tier in terms of mental power. Apart from some unique races and great experts, not many beings could suppress him in this aspect.
Moreover, during his ten days in the Library Palace, Ye Zhongming had made tremendous progress.
There was no way around it; knowing one’s advantages and not continuing to develop them was not Ye Zhongming’s style. Among the three thousand book keepers, the six-limbed thought star people, commonly known as the three-legged persons, made up the majority. Their strength also lay in mental power, and through discussions and learning with them, Ye Zhongming had advanced significantly in just a few days.
What he lacked in mental power was not the total amount, but rather how to use it more efficiently and in different ways.
This concept was incredibly difficult to grasp without understanding; one might ponder it for a lifetime without clarity. Yet, once someone pointed out the key, progress could be incredibly rapid, especially for someone like Ye Zhongming, who already had a solid foundation.
Now, having received the true teachings from the book keepers, while he might still have much to fully digest, transforming that knowledge into combat power would take some time. However, when it came to mental power, as the Old Dean of the Library Palace would say, he had reached a small achievement.
If humanity itself were a race of mental power, he might have reached a major achievement, standing at the pinnacle of the universe in this regard.
It was his race that limited Ye Zhongming’s talent in this area.
Still, even with a minor achievement, he surpassed the vast majority of the All Races of the Universe. Among the book keepers, only a few could be slightly stronger than Ye Zhongming in this respect.
As the King of Cloud Summit, he chose to focus on this aspect as his offensive strategy after transforming, with all his abilities enhanced.
The assassins were not without defenses; they had prepared sufficiently. However, what they encountered was Ye Zhongming, whose mental power had been elevated.
Ye Zhongming had transitioned from having uncontrollable mental power after transforming to now being able to control it precisely.
He divided the seventy percent of his consumed mental power into two parts. One-fifth was aimed at the opponent of the golden masked warrior, using the Earth Spirit’s grasp of destiny severing to temporarily bind that assassin, Fuleira, who had over thirty thousand power.
Seizing this opportunity, the golden masked warrior managed to kill his much stronger opponent.