Above The Sky
Chapter 957 - 957 86 The Great Crisis of the Pioneers Kaven Short

957: Chapter 86: The Great Crisis of the Pioneers (Kaven Short Chapter) 957: Chapter 86: The Great Crisis of the Pioneers (Kaven Short Chapter) “Is it the Ancestor Dragon?

Or another second-generation True Dragon…

Hmm, it doesn’t quite feel like it.

Could it be a convergence of multiple Sparks, or did they not only use the techniques of the True Dragons but also technologies from other civilizations?”

Ian was merely speculating.

Before the future truly arrived, it would be difficult for him to clarify the truth in his visions.

This is also why the prophecies of the Prophets are often ambiguous—the Prophets themselves don’t fully understand them.

After several rounds of guesswork in his mind, Ian eventually shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He looked up at Sio: “You have the potential to advance to the Dragon of the Illusionary Realm.

This is a corner of the future I have glimpsed.

If you don’t mind, you could strive towards this direction…

You might also want to ask your mother about how your generation of True Dragons plans to break through the Fourth Energy Level.”

Even for a True Dragon, breaking through the Fourth Energy Level is not something that naturally comes with growth.

The Qing Steel Dragon had to train rigorously under its mentor for a long time before it was finally able to advance near the Earth Core fragments.

It sounds simple, but it’s actually a very difficult ritual.

“Hmm.

I also feel I am quite suitable,” Sio felt well-suited to this inheritance, but she still felt slightly ambitious: “However, according to my mother, if our generation of True Dragons can rely on our own power to break through the limits of our Bloodline and master a power unique to ourselves, our potential will be greater than their generation’s—but to be honest, I don’t quite understand it myself.”

With a slight shake of her head, the red-haired Dragon Maiden lay on the sofa of her laboratory, shaking her head in reflection: “The True Dragons of my mother’s generation are already so powerful, not far from the Fifth Energy Level.

To have greater potential than them, just how much greater can it be?”

“I certainly don’t feel that my power is growing faster than my mother’s…

Rather than that, I’m already very happy to be able to move normally.”

Meanwhile, Ian took note of the ‘breaking through the Bloodline limits’ mentioned by Sio.

This was clearly a secret about the True Dragons, and indeed, the True Dragons had begun their research into their unique Bloodlines.

The reason why Ian was so concerned with Sio’s advancement to the Dragon of the Illusionary Realm was because he had many plans to unfold in the Domain of Void in the future.

At that time, just him and the Fae alone, facing the unpredictable environment of the Domain of Void, might prove somewhat troublesome.

But if there were a Dragon of the Illusionary Realm who called the Domain of Void home to help out, then perhaps many things would become much easier.

After bidding farewell to Sio, Ian, who had returned to Xiahui City, also prepared to embark on his subsequent research plans.

“Artificial Soul pilot project, and the ‘Deceased Monarch Spirit Energy Granting Experiment’…”

In the quiet laboratory, Ian gazed at his hand.

Slowly closing his eyes, he lay on a specially made ‘submersion chair’, sinking his spirit into the Domain of Void: “There’s still so much to do…”

“But everything is orderly and progressing step by step.”

With such a steady state of mind, Ian’s soul entered the Domain of Void.

And in reality.

South Ridge, the northwestern swampland of the Bison Mountain Range.

After nearly a month of hard work, Miles felt a sense of achievement as he looked at the black soil that had been drained of much of its standing water.

Ever since he had followed the Supreme Spirit Sect of Xia Hui Territory deep into the Bison Mountain Range to reclaim land, and came directly to the large swampland area in the northwest, Miles had been a little scared.

After all, being sent to the Black Swamp Lands directly resembled some sort of ancient primitive Sacrificial Rite, a scene of people being thrown into swamps as a sacrifice!

However, this fear quickly subsided, because the person in charge of reclamation for the Supreme Spirit Sect had prepared full-body protective suits for everyone, capable of resisting the local venomous insects and toxic gases, and their task was to dig trenches and drain water.

Miles was a strong laborer and one of the few among all recruited Pioneers who was robust and had a certain degree of combat capability, so he was allowed to carry a Side Sword to intercept the wild Magical Beasts that emerged from the swampland, waiting for the volunteers from the Supreme Spirit Sect and the Mountain People to arrive.

He had one extra large piece of meat than others for breakfast and lunch daily.

Aside from that, the work he did was the same as everyone else’s.

Reclaiming swampland is essentially the hardest laborious work.

Inside the swamp, there were not only swamp grounds but also many trees, vines, and creepers…

Rotten mud contained large stones, while the wasteland outside the swamp was full of weeds and rubble.

To prepare a piece of land for cultivation, a lot of preliminary work was needed.

If it were just one family reclaiming wild land, spending a lifetime and two generations might still not be enough to cultivate land sufficient to sustain themselves.

However, with proper tools, organized labor, and support from behind, reclamation becomes much more efficient.

Miles even saw several suits of Powered Armor, which looked quite advanced, going in and out of the depths of the Black Swamp Lands.

They were said to be Magnetic Storm Armor dispatched by the lord of Xia Hui Territory to exterminate and drive away the local Magical Beasts.

The thick mire of the swamp seemed non-existent to them.

And around the edges of the swamp, in the dense forest, trees were uprooted, thick layers of leaf mulch also began to burn under the barrage of electric currents, turning into fertilizer amidst booming black smoke and fierce flames.

Several Bison Giant Cows with their massive broad plows turned the soil deeply, removing those remaining tree roots and stones, and mixed the ash with the soil.

“We can’t build farm towers here temporarily; traditional farming will continue for the next few years.

The community is taking shape, everyone is working hard, and no one is slacking off.”