The difficulty of making a book like this was extremely high. In a sense, making a divine weapon was probably around the same level.
But the benefits were also very clear. Because the original energy and traits of these metals were sealed inside the metal threads, the words recorded here already showed their own energy cycles and part of their meaning.
This point was very important.
Dragon runes were not two-dimensional writing. They were three-dimensional writing, a kind of magical programming language with extremely powerful force.
Simply copying the shape of the characters was not enough to explore their true meaning. One had to understand the underlying logic of the internal energy structure and circulation before being able to use them.
By copying these dragon runes woven from metal threads and sensing the ratio of the energy and the direction of its flow, even someone with less talent could imitate them well enough to draw them out.
Just by touching it, Chen Ming could feel the enormous potential hidden in this writing.
And compared to the alien technology he had obtained from the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, these dragon runes were more suited to the Spirit Power system. They were also more suited to Spirit Masters, who pursued individual combat strength.
"Is it my imagination? Why do I feel like this programming method is a little familiar…?"
Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and spoke softly, uncertain and surprised.
Following the basic logic of "if I don't know whether someone is alive or dead, then they aren't dead," and "if I'm not sure whether it's an illusion, then it definitely isn't one," Chen Ming quickly used his computational reasoning to think about where he had felt this kind of energy-wave editing method before.
In the end, after about thirty seconds of thought, Chen Ming once again summoned his Dragon Spear Martial Soul and looked at the hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring around it. Then he fell silent.
How could he not be familiar with it?
Although it was not exactly the same, the underlying logic used between dragon runes was, in a certain sense, very close to the Spirit Rings that Spirit Beasts dropped.
They were not the same thing, but they should belong to the same broad category.
Through a deep analysis of dragon runes, perhaps he could uncover part of the reason Spirit Rings formed.
After all, while the energy level of the Douluo world was indeed a little low at times, Chen Ming had never denied that the various Spirit Abilities in the Douluo world were truly miraculous, especially the different kinds of enhancement abilities.
To Spirit Masters, Spirit Rings were something natural.
But to Chen Ming, Spirit Masters were products of an extremely high level of technical sophistication.
By some unknown rule, after a Spirit Beast died, part of its soul and power combined with its bloodline, were somehow refined and reshaped, manifesting the power within the bloodline. Energy then served as the foundation to form a Spirit Ring.
The Spirit Ring itself possessed an extremely high degree of plasticity.
Before it was completely absorbed by a Spirit Master and fixed after combining with their Martial Soul, the Spirit Ring hid great potential.
The information inside a Spirit Ring was in a state of dynamic fluctuation.
During the process of combining with a Spirit Master's Spirit Power and Martial Soul, the Spirit Ring would intersect with the Spirit Master's Martial Soul. Then the information inside it would undergo directed collapse and directed adjustment, finally achieving the result of granting the Spirit Beast's power to the Spirit Master.
Although it appeared on the surface as a Spirit Master hunting a Spirit Beast, absorbing its Spirit Ring, and then advancing, the process in the middle was a complete black box that Spirit Masters could not understand.
If it was only a matter of hunting certain beasts, extracting their souls and bloodline power, refining them with a secret method, merging them, condensing them, and finally using some method to add them onto other people, then that would not be difficult.
At least, it would not be absurdly difficult.
But Spirit Rings were an extremely absurd existence.
Because in essence, a Wind Demon Wolf and a Titan Giant Ape were not creatures on the same level at all. Yet all of these creatures were restricted by the same kind of rule, and after death, they would be transformed into Spirit Rings by that same rule.
And when different Spirit Rings combined with different Spirit Masters, they would produce different changes and mutations.
Chen Ming had originally been thinking about what Spirit Beast he should look for as his seventh Spirit Ring. But now, looking at the dragon runes in his hand, Chen Ming already had a rough idea.
"I need a large number of test subjects, whether they are humans, Spirit Masters, or Spirit Beasts…"
"Before, I was only playing around with martial arts. Now it's time to move on to immortal cultivation and fantasy levels. At worst, I'll just activate enhancement skills to raise my spirit while deducing and researching."
Chen Ming put away the golden book of dragon runes, gave Qian Renfeng a few instructions, and then the two of them headed in the direction Bai He had fled earlier.
Although Bai He flew very fast, he could not possibly be faster than a Title Douluo-level Six-Winged Angel.
With both sides carrying one person, Qian Renfeng set off later but arrived first, catching up to Bai He on the outskirts of Suotuo City.
"That Spirit Beast has already been dealt with?"
Bai He spoke with some trembling in his voice.
"That Spirit Beast heard we were from Spirit Hall. After I threatened it with the Grand Worship's name, and when it realized it couldn't take us down in a short time, it retreated."
Chen Ming lied without changing his expression, casually brushing off Bai He's question.
But to Bai He, the explanation sounded perfectly natural.
After all, Grand Worship Qian Daoliu was a godlike figure. Was it not only natural for a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast to fear such an existence?
Moreover, things between Spirit Masters were sometimes like this too. When both sides were locked in a stalemate, one side would mention that they had a powerful background, and after thinking it over, the other side would quickly leave.
"Follow me."
Chen Ming did not explain why. He only spoke to Bai He in the tone of an order.
Bai He hesitated for less than half a second before nodding. Carrying Bai Chenxiang, he followed the two of them and left.
In truth, Bai He himself did not quite understand why he had hesitated for so long just now.
He clearly had no connection to Suotuo City. He had only run in a random direction. So why, after the danger to his life had been removed, would he still hesitate over whether to go to Suotuo City?
Is there something wrong with my head? Why did I hesitate?
Even if there was some very necessary reason to go to Suotuo City, in front of such a great figure, he would not dare say even half a word of refusal.
More than ten minutes after Chen Ming and the others left, Tang San, his face filled with confusion, used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and hurried over from Shrek Academy.
He didn't understand why he had been in such a hurry to come here.
But as he looked at the empty plain, Tang San felt an inexplicable emptiness well up inside him. It was just like when he had learned that Xiao Wu had been taken away by Chen Ming. It felt as though a piece of his heart had been carved away, leaving behind a hollow void.
It was as if he had lost something important.
However, compared to that time, the feeling was much weaker this time.
Is it my imagination?
Tang San hesitated for an instant, then nodded.
It should be my imagination.
As an old-fashioned protagonist, one of Tang San's classic protagonist traits was this: when he did not know whether something was his imagination, then it must be his imagination.
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