"Gou Dan, help me record all this information!" Such a large amount of information, Zhang Menglong couldn’t digest it all quickly.

If martial arts techniques were divided into nine levels, Gou Dan’s database contained information on all nine levels, while what these people left behind were merely seventh or eighth-tier martial arts techniques.

But these things are perfect for showing off!

If one day he gets into a conflict with people from a superpower, he can easily find their weaknesses using the methods these people found and defeat them effortlessly. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Moreover, if anyone learns a martial arts technique and feels they’re powerful, Zhang Menglong can display it too, and his display would be more potent, which might cause the other person’s worldview to crumble.

"Not bad! Really not bad!" Zhang Menglong casually glanced at the information and practiced a bit. Zhang Menglong hadn’t interacted with many superpowers, mostly just the Divine Profound Hall, Sunset Sect, and Sword God Manor.

To date, he had only sparred with the Sword Spirit of the Sword God Manor’s owner’s weapon, and one of the sword moves recorded here was once performed by that Sword Spirit!

Beside a strong practitioner of boxing, he actually found 12 methods to break this sword move! And another person beside him found 17 methods, even more ridiculous! The owner of Sword God Manor then enhanced the sword moves based on these people’s methods, closed the gaps, and those people continued to find weaknesses.

Just for one sword move, over 1200 methods were recorded to counter it, along with more than 400 enhanced sword moves, showing just how bored these people must be after being locked in this place; perhaps their only enjoyment in life was countering moves.

Zhang Menglong had relied entirely on the Super God Academy to improve his understanding of swordsmanship, suppressing the Sword Spirit’s sword moves with realm.

Without using energy, if they were to spar again now, Zhang Menglong wouldn’t even need to rely on the powers of Super God Academy, with over 1200 ways to counter that one swordsmanship move!

After collecting those martial arts techniques, Zhang Menglong turned his gaze to the people themselves, since they were the core figures of those superpowers, they shouldn’t be too poor, right?

"Everyone, you fell here, and the treasures on you see no daylight; it’s a huge waste. You surely don’t want your belongings to become waste and dust here, right? I’m very generous, such treasures can’t be taken with you when you die, so I’ll use them for you, no need to thank me!"

Zhang Menglong unceremoniously collected all their treasures; most people carried spatial storage devices. Some might have come here with a resolve to die, aside from their weapon and some elixirs, they had nothing else.

"Mystic Prison Hall, the Divine Profound Hall’s treasure? Hehe! It’s mine now!"

"Thunderflame Crystal Armor, the armor of the Thor Palace Master, its defense can virtually ignore any attack below the Dao Realm, a great item!"

"Wow! Why is this axe so heavy? Whose treasure is it, how come it doesn’t even have a name?"

"Huh? Something from the Sunset Sect? What is this thing? Why is it a mirror?"

...

From these people, Zhang Menglong collected a total of over 200 pieces of weapons and equipment, and quite a few were not only high-grade but also representative equipment of superpowers. Several even represented the authority of superpower leaders.

It’s uncertain how much the 18 superpowers outside are aware of their roots; if they knew about these, seeing Zhang Menglong with these equipment, even if the leaders came, they’d bow their heads to him.

Blood Cloud Venerable watched Zhang Menglong greedily claiming everything like a thief, feeling quite upset, relying on his life to leave these people here, initially planning to resurrect and come back with these treasures, by then no superpower would be his match.

But now, all his past efforts and sacrifices were for Zhang Menglong’s benefit, the feeling was even worse than being killed!

"And yours?" Zhang Menglong suddenly reached out to Blood Cloud Venerable, "Hand over everything you can! I’m quite interested in those Night Demons and Blood Demons; if I harness your cultivation technique, I should be able to control them too, right?"

"This is my Blood Control Technique," Blood Cloud Venerable unwillingly handed his lifetime effort condensed into a red Blood Crystal to Zhang Menglong, "Once learned, you can create and control Blood Demons!"

"Much appreciated," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "And your Blood Pill, give it to me too!"

"No way!" Blood Cloud Venerable could give anything, but never the Blood Pill to Zhang Menglong. Countless Warcraft and humans were slaughtered to condense this Blood Pill.

Though this Blood Pill hasn’t fully reached the standard for Blood Cloud Venerable’s body reconstruction, it counts as a semi-finished product. If given to Zhang Menglong, everything must start over, uncertain how many more years it would take.

"I’m not asking you, I’m just informing you," Zhang Menglong focused his mind and left the Bell Tower, returning to the underground space.

He sat on an excavator, instantly starting it, once again digging down.

This time, within less than 10 meters, Zhang Menglong found another underground space, much smaller than the previous hollow, but evidently meticulously arranged.

In the underground palace laid a crystal coffin, not the usual rectangular shape but cylindrical, within sat a middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes.

He kept his eyes closed, though having long lost any sign of life, an aura lingered, impressing Zhang Menglong.

"This old fellow was quite formidable back then," Zhang Menglong had to admit, Blood Cloud Venerable looked like an ultimate villain inducing tremendous pressure, in a TV drama, usually the main boss dying only in the final episode.

Near the coffin on the ground flowed a river of coagulated blood, with countless branches, almost thoroughly spreading out. Blood constantly flowed from several branches into the Blood River, appearing very terrifying.

And above the river, a red pill the size of a thumb floated, blood stream continually rising from the river, integrating into the pill.

This thing should be the Blood Pill Blood Cloud Venerable mentioned.

"Who knows how much human and Warcraft life was condensed for this thing," Zhang Menglong sighed, "Let me end this evil."

Zhang Menglong grabbed the Blood Pill.

[Dean, this thing’s energy is too horrifying, your current body can’t withstand it, at least a Super Life Form level five or above might absorb it.]

"Understood," Zhang Menglong nodded.

He gazed at Blood Cloud Venerable, whose expression was already pale.

At this rate, the Blood Pill might reach great achievement in a few billion years, even wiping out this batch of talented candidates might directly complete the pill, who knew Zhang Menglong would intercept it.

His hope of resurrection was virtually doomed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Menglong even felt some sympathy for him, "Hey, old man, if you want to cry, just cry!"