Without a hint of pause, fists continued to swing.
Boom!
A demon-level Sixth Realm wild man, under the cover of his companions, hurled a spear over with a bang.
It crashed against the Golden Bell.
Yet it still couldn't stop Small Knife's rapid advance.
At the very core, there's a small pool here filled with pure Sixth Realm Spirit Liquid.
But its value definitely exceeds the Seventh Realm, as it contains a diluted scent of Immortal Spirit Qi.
However, Small Knife's true focus is on the core small tree in the pool, a foot long, with seven fruits on it.
This peculiar little tree, even the World Master Domain of Small Knife couldn't fully explore it, indicating its preciousness.
The horn sounded repeatedly, and the Human King by the pond started indifferent, but now stood up with a solemn face.
They exchanged a glance; it wasn't just one, but two.
There were actually two Wildman Kings guarding this place.
This ensures there are plenty of Unrivaled Human Kings within this Secret Realm, making it even more valuable than the Five Elements Sword Control Sect imagined.
It's unclear if they're opposing each other or myopic, as these wild men don't realize the disaster-level danger the outsiders pose to them.
"A Divine Fruit is about to ripen, that tribe has ill intentions again, seems they don't want us to birth the third Human King." The two Human Kings sneered as they stood up.
They carried their massive clubs and walked out.
There's only one way out here, even a Human King can't break it open.
So they met up, nearly collided with the rapidly flying Small Knife.
They were startled, but Small Knife remained unfazed.
Five Flying Swords shot out head-on, accompanied by the blood-curdling sound of the Golden Bell, one Wildman King screamed tragically as he got hit, one eyestabbed.
More terrifying is that the Five Elements Flying Sword united, the suppressive force rendered him unable to rise.
An Unrivaled Martial Artist could forcefully emerge, but a Wildman King could not.
The other Wildman King wanted to intervene but was surrounded by three unknown Wildman Kings.
He roared in fury, struggled fiercely, but to no avail.
Small Knife quickly stored the Human King suppressed by the Five Elements Flying Sword in his Personal Space, yet ignored the battlefield and walked inside.
Among the three Human Kings, two attacked one, the last blocked the path for other wild men.
Wielding a club, chasing wild men couldn't get through.
Small Knife smoothly arrived at the pond.
He closely observed the small tree, many fruits but only one nearing maturity.
The fruit's surface is covered with tiny scales, familiar, magnified a hundredfold, resembling those on the Wildman King's body.
Small Knife found that the magical small tree was floating inside the pool, not growing there.
This could be managed.
He stored the Spirit Liquid in his Personal Space.
Sure enough, the extremely weak Immortal Spirit Qi would dissipate, but inside the Personal Space, under the Sky Blade mode, it couldn't evaporate.
Rapid analysis provided no ample time.
Small Knife directly stored the Spirit Pool and Spirit Liquid small tree in his Personal Space.
Slow analysis, even if mistaken, dying, Small Knife accepted that.
He believed places like this Secret Realm were abundant; otherwise, he wouldn't have found two spots in such a short time.
But as soon as Small Knife stored them.
An alarm suddenly blared, metal walls on both sides cracked.
Small Knife tried but couldn't break through; the Starship's materials were beyond his strength.
After cracking, robots unexpectedly emerged.
Swoosh!
The weapon in its hand shot forth a beam of light, striking Small Knife instantly.
Small Knife froze immediately, toppled straight down.
Whatever means used, Small Knife was caught off guard.
The robot stepped forward, some scanning device shone down.
Beep: Source Race detected, Source Race detected.
Beep, Starship AI forcibly awakened.
Beep: Root scan, recognized as belonging to Source Race.
Beep: Masterless time exceeded waiting period, compliant with wartime emergency terms. Congratulations, granted lowest Starship permissions.
Reminder: Power too low to gain complete authority.
Sudden voice prompts emerged.
Realizing he received additional access, unsurprisingly, it turned out to be the Starship's Store AI.
Interestingly, the access was similar to the World Master authority that Small Knife easily mastered.
The robot then came over, shooting a beam at Small Knife, directly reviving him.
The mighty robot, more frightening was the absence of any malice sensed, Martial Arts consciousness didn't work, caught off guard.
Starship self-checked, heavily damaged, lacking materials, but mainly thinking energy was deficient.
Yet with inherent Ability, formation energy gathering module, converging Energy.
Indeed, that Spirit Pool, over the years quietly condensed nearby Energy.
The Spirit Pool's existence instinctively absorbed surrounding Energy, thus the Starship didn't absorb it.
Regarding the Great Divine Power Tree, brought by the wild men from elsewhere, assisting in Energy gathering.
The wild men's lifespans nearing end, they're buried somewhere on the Starship, equivalent to their Energy absorbed by Starship, compliant with Starship Store rules, allowing wild men some use of Spirit Liquid and Divine Power Fruit.
Post-use Energy within bodies, after death Energy returns to Starship.
Small Knife inspected rapidly.
Then activated Starship scanning function.
Directly ignoring energy consumption warnings.
An invisible wave spread forth.
Astonishing.
Scan range surprisingly exceeded this Secret Realm, scanning the surroundings thoroughly.
This Secret Realm is vast, a staggering seven hundred eighty-three Human Kings, guarding three hundred twenty-seven Energy gathering points.
Altogether thirty-two wrecks, Small Knife was fortunate to find one relatively intact among three.
Interestingly, these wrecks complement each other enough to restore one fully.
Yet, lacking Starship authorization, couldn't achieve restoration, perpetually incomplete.
Now Small Knife benefited.
Small Knife ordered immediate modeling, optimal restoration mode, obtained clearance for other Starship wrecks.
If issues arise, notify him.
Of course, must personally visit those wrecks and gain permissions.
Shouldn't be problematic.
Why permissions granted might be due to being a player? But irrelevant.
Besides identity, power barely sufficient.
None of that matters, the crucial point is he's now the Starship's Captain.
This contraption rivals Immortal Island's Eleventh Realm.
Virtually analogous to a Little World itself.
Small Knife issued orders, then boarded a scarce single combat ship aboard Starship.
The combat ship is only over a meter, circular, sitting inside, a fist-sized sphere is the control center.
Grasping it, maneuvering by mental command, connecting thoughts for ultra-thinking activities.
Equipped with Defense Shields to withstand an Unrivaled Six Realms strike, primarily resistant against all pressures and Mental Attacks etc.
Only offensive method is a ray, charges for five seconds, capable of slaying the Eighth Realm.
Moreover, excessively fast.
Physique merely attains Fifth Realm for full-speed flight endurance.
Starship equipped Genetic Potion rapidly elevates ordinary individuals to Fifth Realm physique.
This belongs to Ordinary Level, functionally singular, standard cannon fodder, adequate Materials and Energy produce ceaselessly on an assembly line.
Small Knife naturally wouldn't ride.
Boarded higher quality one, under Invisibility, zipped toward far ends.
In short order, observing distant sky-pervading Blood Mist.
Relying on Starship's scan, confirmed these Wildman Kings belong to their tribes, engaged in mutual conflicts, lacking realization of outsiders' territorial harm.
Only three Wildman Kings defense was already exceptional.
Evidently, Five Elements Sword Control Sect inadequately explored this Secret Realm, relying on uncertain methods occupying central, utilizing Grand Array slowly siphoning whole Secret Realm's Energy, executing gradual Knife-to-Meat cut.
This is typical; with so many Unrivaled Six Realms Human Kings, the sect could only dispatch Sixth Realm disciples, excessive costs involved.
Contemplating quickly, solo Flying Ship plunged into the Blood Mist.
Extremely fast, at least a hundredfold faster than Small Knife's Lifebound Treasure Golden Bell flight team.
Furthermore, mental injection into controlling sphere enabled clearer, faster thinking, easing manipulation.
Rapid entrance into Blood Mist, locating the core, revealed a cave.
Cave walls forged from Starship wreck Defense, common Human King tier compelled through entrance, no other entrance broken.
