138: Chapter 138 A Prodigy of the Same Clan, The Ultimate Domineering Spear

It wasn't until his gaze landed on the 36th position that Chen Mo's eyes suddenly stopped.

[No. 36, Zhao Ji, Current Rank: 6]

Zhao Ji.

A standard human name, and even the race label was exactly the same as his—Human.

Chen Mo's fingertips paused slightly, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Since connecting to the Spirit Energy Universe, he had seen countless humanoid races, all of which had more or less similarities to humans, but he had never encountered a civilization that was exactly the same in terms of race.

The Universe was vast, and life forms were bizarre and varied, but could even the race and naming conventions be completely identical?

Intense curiosity welled up in Chen Mo's heart.

Was it that human populations were already widely distributed throughout the Universe, or had civilizations in different Star Domains evolved with astonishing convergence?

Or perhaps... did human civilization have a common origin?

Many thoughts flashed through his mind; he did not hesitate, and his fingertip landed directly on the name.

"Challenge, Rank 36, Zhao Ji."

He wanted to see what this fellow human pioneer actually looked like.

...

The teleportation light dissipated, and Chen Mo found himself standing in the center of an immensely grand stone arena.

Beneath his feet was black basalt polished as smooth as a mirror, engraved with primitive battle patterns and reliefs of exotic beasts.

All around were tiers of stands extending upwards, endless to the eye, as if they could accommodate billions of living beings.

Twelve giant monuments like pillars supporting the sky stood at the edge of the arena, covered in dense rows of names—all powerhouses who had fought here.

The architectural style carried the heavy and overbearing atmosphere of ancient human Pre-Qin and Han dynasties, everywhere exuding an Aura of wilderness and conquest.

If he weren't in the Trial Tower, Chen Mo would have almost thought he had returned to an ancient battlefield on Blue Star.

"Even the civilization style is so similar..." Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, his suspicions growing heavier.

"Finally, I've waited for someone of the same race!"

A hearty, resonant voice came from the center of the arena.

A figure strode forward, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The man was 1.98 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a wide back; his muscle lines were like cast steel and iron, exuding an extreme explosive power.

His face was square, with an inherent overbearing air between his brows, and his long hair was tied casually behind his head.

He was like a long spear piercing the sky, sharp and exposed; his Aura shot straight into the clouds, and even the clouds above the arena were pierced by this Spear Intent, tearing open a long, narrow gap.

"Hahaha! Brother Chen Mo, I've heard so much about you!"

Walking up close, the man stopped, cupped his hands, and gave Chen Mo a solemn salute, just like the etiquette of ancient Martial Artists on Blue Star.

"I am Zhao Ji, from District 2,673,000, Human civilization."

Chen Mo felt a slight stir in his heart; he also stepped forward and returned the salute: "Blue Star civilization, Chen Mo, from District 18,460,000."

He thought to himself, looking at this style of conduct, he seemed like an ancient Jianghu Martial Artist, and a very friendly one at that.

"I knew it! Anyone who could defeat that guy Kong Ji in one move must be a ruthless character!"

Zhao Ji looked Chen Mo up and down, his eyes full of appreciation, "I didn't expect you to be of the same race! Come to think of it, since I fought my way to 36th place, this is the first time I've encountered a fellow pioneer of the same race. Rare, truly rare!"

As he spoke, without waiting for Chen Mo to reply, he stomped his right foot heavily on the basalt beneath him.

With a rumble.

The earth trembled slightly, and two stone chairs and a table slowly rose from the ground between the two of them.

The dimensions were just right, perfectly natural.

With just this move, he displayed his mastery of power to the fullest.

Extreme precision was hidden beneath his overbearing power; this was the true foundation of a spear cultivator.

"Come, Brother Chen Mo, sit!" Zhao Ji waved his large hand and sat down first, "There are many rules in the Trial Tower, and asking about high-level matters is useless, but chatting about basic things doesn't hurt. It's rare to meet someone of the same race; let's chat a bit before we fight, it won't delay anything."

Chen Mo was not pretentious and nodded as he sat down.

He could perceive that Zhao Ji's consciousness was open and straightforward, without any defenses, and without any schemes or calculations.

This pure Martial Artist Heart-Nature complemented his own system perfectly.

"Brother Chen, you haven't been connected to the Spirit Energy Universe for even a year, right?" Zhao Ji asked directly.

"Yes, less than a year."

Chen Mo answered frankly, not beating around the bush, and asked the question he was most concerned about directly, "Brother Zhao, are there many human civilizations in the Universe?"

This was basic knowledge about the ethnic group and was not within the Trial Tower's information restriction scope.

Zhao Ji laughed upon hearing this, "There are too many! Just the human civilization I belong to spans two billion light-years, controls tens of millions of star systems, and has a population too large to count. And just the human branch civilizations we have registered that possess a complete extraordinary system number over thirty thousand."

He changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness, "However, as you know, our human Physique is at a disadvantage at low ranks; our Physical Body and Mental Power are not top-tier, far worse than those naturally strong races. Most only truly gain a foothold in the Universe after the fifth rank. Even so, it doesn't count as a top-tier strong race in the Universe, just upper-middle, I suppose."

Chen Mo silently digested this information.

Over thirty thousand human civilizations, human civilizations spanning two billion light-years...

Before the Spiritual Energy Revival, Blue Star humans were just a low-level civilization trapped on a single planet, unable to even leave their home planet.

Yet their human compatriots deep in the Universe had long since developed into massive civilizations spanning Star Domains.

The gap between the two was immeasurable.

He paused and asked again, "Brother Zhao's Extreme Will Tyrant Spear system, did you pioneer it yourself?"

"Sort of, but not entirely." Zhao Ji rubbed his chin and said straightforwardly, "Our civilization has a special 'System Cultivation Plan'. We select top-talented seedlings, throw them onto isolated, primitive planets, cut off all extraordinary Legacies, and let them start from zero, relying on their own Comprehension Ability to explore the path of evolution. If they make it out, they become pillars of the civilization; if they don't, they are considered eliminated."

"That's how I fought my way out; this Extreme Will Tyrant Spear was forged one spear thrust at a time in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Now, among all the powerhouses in our civilization, my strength ranks third."

Chen Mo understood.

No wonder Zhao Ji's system had such a heavy Aura of slaughter; it had been honed through life-and-death battles.

And he had completely forged the Source Power System alone, feeling his way across the river during the disaster of the Spiritual Energy Revival.

Different paths leading to the same destination, though the starting points were worlds apart.

The two chatted back and forth, from the characteristics of their respective systems to cultivation methods, from the landscape of regional civilizations to the general trend of the Spiritual Energy Revival.

Although it was their first meeting, the fact that they were of the same race reduced many barriers, and they talked happily.

Chen Mo also gleaned a lot of key information from the conversation, such as that the current development path of the Blue Star civilization was correct: first borrow the power of other races to develop rapidly, and then slowly forge their own path.

"Brother Chen, speaking in the Trial Tower is restricted; many things can't be said freely."

He stood up abruptly, his Spear Intent surging around him again, "After the Regional Genius Tournament ends, if we have the chance to meet, let's have a good chat over drinks. For now... why don't we have a bout?"

He was a martial fanatic, loving nothing more than one-on-one combat. Encountering a powerhouse of the same rank and race, his hands had long been itching.

Chen Mo also stood up, the white-yellow Hengyuan Force slowly circulating around him.

Zhao Ji had already provided him with enough information and answered his doubts about the distribution of the ethnic group; this battle was only to be expected.

Furthermore, he was equally looking forward to sparring with a top Prodigy of the same race.

"Alright. Brother Zhao, please."

"Splendid!"

The moment his voice fell, both their Auras surged simultaneously.

Chen Mo did not hold back at all; with a thought, his Inner World unfolded with a roar.

The white-yellow light Domain spread outward with him at the center, shrouding tens of kilometers in all directions.

A suppressive force, heavy as a mountain, pressed directly toward Zhao Ji.

This was his current standard move.

If an opponent couldn't break through the suppression of his Inner World, they didn't even have the qualification to face him head-on.

"Well done!"

Zhao Ji stood in the light Domain, his figure sinking suddenly; feeling the suppressive force rushing toward him, he was not afraid, but instead, a brilliant light flashed in his eyes.

"I knew you had Domain methods, brother!"

"But wanting to crush me with this is not enough!"

He roared, and the Spear Intent around him shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

Overbearing, fierce, and indomitable, countless spear rays condensed to the extreme appeared around him, interweaving into a Spear Domain that tore through the sky and earth.

Wherever the Spear Intent passed, the light Domain of the Inner World was actually ripped open by force!

Hum!

An invisible tremor spread out, and the entire arena trembled slightly under the collision of the two Domains.