Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Jiang Chuan leaned against the wall of the training room, his eyes fixed on the yellowed book on the light screen, a rare vigilance surging deep in his pupils.

This book was brought back from the depths of the Origin Realm by the first marshal three hundred years ago.

If the marshal brought back more than just this book, and saw something else in those ruins, where are those things now?

Why is there no record of this at the federal level?

Was it that Tiange deliberately concealed it, or did even the first marshal himself not realize what he was seeing?

An image involuntarily surfaced in his mind: an unknown being, standing in the void countless ages ago, looking down at the once glorious human civilization of cultivation below, and then casually waving its hand, completely erasing that civilization, along with all its immortal cities, sects, scriptures, and history, from the Origin Realm.

That power, that existence—just imagining it sends chills down one's spine.

"call……"

Jiang Chuan exhaled a breath of stale air, temporarily suppressing his chaotic thoughts.

Why did the cultivation civilization perish, and what was the entity that erased it? These are not questions he should be pondering now.

He only has one question to think about now.

How can he cultivate?

Spiritual root.

He definitely doesn't have that.

However, he doesn't need to have it, because he has the ability to extract everything!

As long as we find someone with spiritual roots.

Kill it.

By extracting its spiritual root talent, he can cross the first threshold of cultivation!

of course.

The prerequisite is that he can find it...

Regardless, searching within the human territory is hopeless; only venturing into the depths of the Origin Realm offers a sliver of hope. We must hurry with our current progress.

Jiang Chuan flipped through "The True Fire Alchemy Record" again, making sure he had memorized every single word.

He put the book away.

The excitement in his eyes had subsided into a cold, calm glint.

On the path of cultivation, breaking through to the ninth level is very important, but one must eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time.

His primary task at hand is not to search for those ethereal races with spiritual roots.

Instead, they turned the Corpse Dog Clan into a thorn in the side of humanity's northern border that had been there for decades.

Uproot it completely!

He stood up and pushed open the door to the training room.

In the corridor outside the door.

Chu Qiuci was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing the door open, she immediately opened her eyes. Her cold gaze swept over Jiang Chuan's face, pausing slightly. In just half a day, the young captain's aura seemed to have become even more profound. The subtle sense of oppression was more restrained, yet it made people even more uneasy.

"Notify everyone to assemble in the tactical command center." Jiang Chuan's voice was calm as still water: "Our battle is not over yet."

Three minutes later.

The entire Raptors commando team is present.

On the sand table in the center of the command room, the terrain of the Northern Theater was slowly unfolded on the dark blue projection screen.

Jiang Chuan stood in front of the sand table and slowly said, "After the Ironbone Army was destroyed, one of the three ace legions of the Corpse Dog Clan was gone, but the remaining two legions, the Bloodfang Army and the Dark Ridge Army, are still gathering their forces."

"According to reliable intelligence..."

"These two legions will meet up in three days at the Blackbone Swamp, 800 miles north of the northern border."

There was a moment of silence in the command room, then Zhao Tie was the first to stand up from his seat.

"Captain, just tell us, how do we plan to fight!" His rugged face flushed red, and his voice boomed, "We'll fight you!"

Feng Kun chuckled sinisterly, "We didn't have enough heads chopped off by the Iron Bone Army last time, so this time we'll get a fresh batch."

Chu Qiuci didn't speak; she simply nodded slightly.

This usually cautious vice-captain, after the battle of Bloodjaw Town, no longer questions any of Jiang Chuan's decisions.

Jiang Chuan scanned every face present.

These rebellious soldiers no longer look at him with the contempt and scrutiny they once had; instead, they look at him with a kind of fervent worship that he can hardly resist.

One hundred and twelve people.

Everyone is present.

No pre-battle mobilization is needed, and no empty rhetoric is required to boost morale.

Everyone present knew that by following this young man who was not yet twenty years old, they were not fighting a war, but making history!

"The action plan this time is still very simple."

Jiang Chuan circled the Black Bone Swamp area on the sand table: "We need to fight a war of annihilation. While crushing the two main legions head-on, we also need to wipe them out along with the remaining forces of the seven major tribes of the Corpse Dog Clan!"

A deep gasp filled the command room. Even the veterans who had experienced the Battle of Bloodjaw Town were stunned by the amount of information contained in Jiang Chuan's words.

"Boss, did I hear that right?"

Zhao Tie stared wide-eyed: "The Corpse Dog Clan's two main legions, plus the allied forces of the seven major tribes, that's... at least 400,000 troops! Are we really going to annihilate them all?"

Jiang Chuan reiterated his stance: "Leave no one alive."

……

Three days later, in a natural cave on the edge of the Black Bone Swamp, Mo Yuan's figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

It looks much younger than it did a few months ago.

His deep red vertical pupils gleamed with a restrained sharpness, and his aura was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss. He was no longer the frail old man who had once clung to life.

The ancestral worship ceremony recognized the remains of the ancestors, which brought its bloodline purity to an unprecedented level.

Almost like rejuvenating.

This further enhanced its control over the Corpse Dog Clan to a level that previous Corpse Dog Kings could hardly match.

"Greetings, Master!"

Mo Yuan knelt on one knee, his voice filled with undisguised excitement: "Everything has been arranged perfectly according to Master's plan! The Bloodfang Army and the Darkspine Army have already assembled in the basin on the west side of the swamp, and the remnants of the seven tribes who still harbored any hope have all been summoned to their posts in the name of the 'New Corpse Dog King'!"

"You did a great job."

Jiang Chuan's voice was calm, yet it brought a flattered smile to Mo Yuan's ugly old face: "You've certainly had a lot of trouble these past few months."

"Serving my master is the highest honor for this old servant; how could I possibly speak of hardship!"

Mo Yuan kowtowed heavily, then raised his head, his vertical pupils surging with an almost morbid excitement. "Master, the 400,000-strong army of corpse dogs is already trapped, awaiting only your command!"

Jiang Chuan did not rush to give the order.

He simply asked, "How's the show going on the border?"

"That was such a realistic performance!"

Mo Yuan grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "This old servant personally led an elite force in a feint attack on the Iron Wall Fortress for several hours, leaving behind two thousand corpses. Du Beiheng probably still thinks the main force of the Corpse Dog Clan is still pressing on the front lines!"

Jiang Chuan nodded, stood up, and looked past the cave entrance towards the distant swamp basin shrouded in thick fog.

Through the thick fog, one could vaguely see countless tents and campfires.

Like countless eerie green eyes gleaming in the darkness.

That was the last main force of the Corpse Dog Clan, and their last hope.

He raised his hand and pressed the communicator, his voice calm as still water.

"Chu Qiuci, proceed according to the plan. Report to me immediately after all the Pure World Glasses are installed."

"Installation complete at point five!"

"Installation complete at point number two!"

"At point seven, all twelve Pure World Glasses have been confirmed to be inserted into the detonation array, and the detonation code has been set!"

"Point number nine..."

A series of brief battle reports flew into Jiang Chuan's earpiece like snowflakes, but his expression remained unchanged.

Until Chu Qiuci's last voice rang out: "Reporting, Captain, the Pure World Glass has been fully installed, and all demolition points are ready at any time!"

He slowly stood up, the Nine Luminaries Star Bow silently condensing in his palm.

"Mo Yuan".

"This old servant is here!"

"Once this fireworks display is over, the history of the Corpse Dog Clan will end here. You should know what to do with the remaining soldiers scattered beyond the border."

Mo Yuan knelt on the ground, his forehead slamming heavily against the cold stone: "This old servant understands, please rest assured, Master! All of Master's enemies, even if they hide in the deepest hell, this old servant will drag them out one by one and tear them to pieces!"

Jiang Chuan nodded:

"Let's get started."