Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

Ling Aoshuang's icy voice echoed throughout the entire three-layered space, the residual power of her instant kill of the Spirit Blood Alien still lingering.

however.

The reaction at the scene was completely different from what she had expected.

There was no angry response, no fearful reaction, not even a utter provocation.

The surrounding Spirit Blood aliens simply tilted their heads in unison, their expressions shifting from fear to bewilderment, and began whispering among themselves.

"What did that human just say?"

"I don't know, I don't understand!"

"Judging from her tone, she's probably protesting!"

"Strange, these two don't even know mental language. Are they really inferior humans?"

Whispers reached Jiang Chuan's ears.

He was stunned for a moment before he realized that these guys hadn't understood Ling Aoshuang's words.

Oh, right...!

He remembered his teacher mentioning it in class.

In the Origin Realm, each of the myriad races has its own unique language and script. If everyone communicated using their native language, wouldn't the whole world descend into chaos?

Thus, a dominant being developed a unique language.

Spiritual language.

By communicating through spiritual resonance, even people of different races can understand each other's truest intentions.

This not only solved the problem of language barriers between different ethnic groups, but also greatly promoted trade and circulation within the Origin Realm.

The reason he and Ling Aoshuang were able to understand the language of these alien races was because...

It's because their mental strength is strong enough.

It can analyze the other person's thoughts.

in turn.

Ling Aoshuang used the human language to demonstrate, which they naturally couldn't understand!

It's like someone who's used to hearing Chinese suddenly having someone yell a sentence in an African indigenous language at them; no matter how smart they are, they'll just be completely bewildered.

Having figured this out, Jiang Chuan's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Ling Aoshuang turned her head, a hint of doubt in her icy blue eyes.

"Owner?"

Jiang Chuan lowered his voice and briefly explained his guess.

After listening, Ling Aoshuang remained silent for two seconds, her face still bearing that icy expression, but a very faint blush appeared at the base of her ears.

The whispers continued in the arena, and one of the Bone Spike aliens, clearly short-tempered, grew increasingly agitated as the discussion unfolded.

Finally unable to contain himself, he stepped forward, pointed at Ling Aoshuang, and asked, suppressing his anger:

"Hey! Human! Can you even speak Common Language? What did you mean by that last sentence?!"

Jiang Chuan glanced at it.

Ok……

He can understand spiritual language.

How should I respond? He hasn't studied psycholinguistics.

Fortunately.

He can still convey the simplest thoughts.

Jiang Chuan tried it out, releasing a straightforward mental signal, which, translated into human language, consisted of two words:

"Get out of here."

This time, all the spirit blood alien races understood.

The Bone-Spiked Alien's face instantly turned ashen. The sharp spikes on its back stood on end, and it hissed threateningly, "You…!"

"Um?!"

Ling Aoshuang raised her eyebrows, about to make a move, when the Bone Spike alien immediately sensed a deathly aura. Its entire body instantly shrank into a ball of spikes, bounced a few times on the ground, and then rolled away without a trace.

This scene immediately drew angry curses from the surrounding alien races.

"What a coward!"

"Useless trash, actually scared by two humans!"

"Heh! This Bone Clan prodigy might as well change his name to the Insect Clan!"

"Huh?! What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on us Zerg?!"

"..."

Jiang Chuan looked around at the alien races, wondering whether he should kill them all, but after thinking for a few seconds, he gave up the idea.

He wasn't sure what trump cards these guys had up their sleeves.

It would be good if they could be wiped out completely.

If we can't kill them all and they escape, spreading the news, we'll offend all the higher races.

At present, the human race does not even have a single ninth-tier expert. Even if he doesn't consider himself, he has to consider the warriors who are still risking their lives to fill the gaps on the border.

"I'm gone."

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze and said something to Ling Aoshuang.

Ling Aoshuang nodded, and Suixing was pulled back behind her. As the two passed through the middle, the alien races subconsciously parted to the sides, making way for a wide passage.

In front of the ruins, four holy blood creatures stood facing each other, silently watching Jiang Chuan and his companion, none of them making any rash moves.

Jiang Chuan stopped in front of the entrance to the ruins and looked up at the gate made of purple crystal.

There was no handle on the door.

There is only one smooth crystal wall that clearly reflects a reflection.

Jiang Chuan examined the area from all sides but couldn't find a way to open the door. Just then, the golden lion in the arena spoke in a low voice: "Don't bother. The time for the ruins to open hasn't come yet. You can't get in even if you rack your brains!"

Jiang Chuan turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The golden lion's amber-colored vertical pupils were half-closed, its thick mane resembling a burning golden flame. It bared its teeth and said, "The ruins only open at specific times. There are still about two hours until the next opening!"

Jiang Chuan felt that the other party had no reason to deceive him on such a matter.

Thank you.

He nodded slightly, walked to the open space on one side of the entrance to the ruins, and sat down cross-legged.

Ling Aoshuang stood beside him, the Shattered Star spear stuck upside down in the ground at his feet, its icy blue shaft gleaming with a faint, cold light.

The golden lion's vertical pupils twitched slightly, and it muttered to itself: "Quite polite..."

It did not speak again.

The atmosphere in the surrounding space became subtle.

The group of spirit-blood aliens who had been whispering earlier had now consciously retreated to a more distant place, gathering in twos and threes and talking in hushed tones.

Not long after.

The surrounding space suddenly rippled again.

Two figures appeared one after the other.

The first to enter was a giant lizard covered in dark red scales. It was larger than the golden lion, with short, thick limbs and bulging muscles. Liquid flames flowed on its scales, and with each step it took, it left a charred footprint.

The other creature was a millstone-sized insect, translucent amber in color, with thin, cicada-wing-like wings flapping behind it, emitting an extremely unpleasant buzzing sound.

Two alien races, one large and one small, appeared in the arena, yet the sense of oppression they brought was equally overwhelming.

The golden lion opened its half-closed eyes and nodded its chin at the giant lizard.

"Flame Armor, you're late."

The giant lizard, Flame Armor, snorted, its voice hoarse, as if a volcano was about to erupt in its throat: "I killed a bunch of blind fools on the way, which delayed me."

Its dark red vertical pupils swept across the entire area, pausing for a moment on Jiang Chuan and Ling Aoshuang, before slightly contracting.

"Humans?"

The golden lion grinned slightly, but offered no explanation.

It can't be considered a friend of Yan Jia.

Or competitors.

Of course, I'm happy to see them foolishly cause trouble for those two humans.

But as creatures of holy blood, Flame Armor wasn't stupid either. The fact that two weak humans could remain unharmed among a group of alien races must mean something was amiss.

Flame Armor rolled its vertical pupils, scrutinizing the two of them, and slowly exhaled a breath of hot air carrying the smell of sulfur: "...Interesting."

The two newly arrived Holy Blood aliens each chose a spot to stand.

Six holy blood creatures, each occupying a corner of the space.

Each went their own way.

They maintain a delicate balance with each other.

But without a doubt, this balance was destined to be fragile from the very beginning, and the gazes of all the Holy Blood creatures were intentionally or unintentionally drifting toward the location of Jiang Chuan and his companion.

Six against two.

It appears that they have the upper hand.

In reality, all six of them had their own agendas and none of them trusted anyone else. The two human races that formed an alliance actually had the upper hand!

These two humans must be kicked out first!

They don't communicate, but they have a tacit understanding that doesn't require communication. As long as they are mentally sound, they will make the most correct judgment.

Time flowed slowly in this tense silence.

at last.

hum! !

A dull tremor emanated from the depths of the ruins.

The ground suddenly shook.

The ruins are about to open!

At this moment, all the alien races turned their gaze to the crystal wall.

Right now.

The six holy blood creatures moved simultaneously.

The golden lion launched the first attack. It suddenly opened its mouth, and a dazzling ball of light shone from deep within its throat, transforming into a golden bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket. With a deafening roar, it struck straight at Jiang Chuan's position!

The other five Holy Blood Creatures also attacked simultaneously without warning, each unleashing their most powerful bloodline talents.

hum! !

A terrifying energy surge spread out, instantly engulfing Jiang Chuan and Ling Aoshuang in the arena!