Upon hearing this, Li Yang finally understood.

Tier Seven Spiritual Power is the maximum capacity the Sea of Spirit can accommodate.

To ascend to Tier Eight, one cannot solely rely on Spiritual Power.

In the flourishing era of Meng Yu’s Extraordinary Civilization, Tier Seven was extremely rare.

In that era, only two people reached Tier Eight.

One was Elder Zhang she mentioned, the other was Meng Xing, the president of the Hunter Guild.

"It sounds like reaching Tier Eight requires comprehending some special kind of power."

Li Yang’s power differed entirely from the other Extraordinary.

His power was the most bizarre, so bizarre that even he couldn’t fathom it.

As for the other Extraordinary, they were much easier to understand. After all, he created them.

"Enhancing Soul Power..."

Enhancing Soul Power is exceedingly difficult for the other Extraordinary, but for him, it’s incredibly simple.

As long as one more person in this world worships him, his Soul Power will increase slightly.

Li Yang said:

"Where will the next black fissure appear?"

Meng Yu replied:

"The Great Pacific."

The Great Pacific sea area is too vast; it’s impossible to determine the precise location of the black fissure with just this information.

Meng Yu continued:

"By the way, there’s something you absolutely must know.

Some Celestial Race members aren’t very powerful, but they can transform into humans.

Those Celestial Race members who can transform into humans, in our era, were called Disguisers.

Celestial Race members who transform into humans cannot be distinguished by human abilities.

You must be cautious of Disguisers infiltrating human society."

Li Yang remembered the Celestial Race members in the Lost City.

Those Celestial Race could change into human appearances, looking indeed indistinguishable from humans.

The Celestial Race is not just like the mindless monsters in Lejia City or South Korea; there are also these Disguisers with advanced intelligence.

Li Yang felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

Both wise and powerful, these Celestial Race members are a threat to humanity akin to the technological era confronting primitive people using stone axes and torches.

Li Yang turned to Chen Yuqi:

"The development of the Seven Commandments Association needs to be quicker."

Li Yang needs to rapidly ascend to Tier Eight.

Even if, in the end, he can’t defeat the Celestial Race, he needs to have the ability to protect himself.

At the very least, his family’s lives should not be threatened.

Chen Yuqi snapped back from the shocking intelligence from Meng Yu, kneeling on one knee solemnly:

"Please don’t worry, Master!"

...

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight gently spread over the surface of the Great Pacific.

The water glimmered, the sea breeze blew, carrying a salty tang, like the gentle caress of the ocean.

Fish and shrimp frolicked in this tranquility, fully displaying the beauty of peace.

Suddenly, the fish and shrimp were startled, and they scattered in terror.

Not far away, a massive great white shark jumped out of the water, creating huge splashes.

A fish spear was lodged in the great white shark’s back, as it fled in panic.

A few hundred meters away, an East Sakura fishing boat was leisurely pursuing it.

It was a sea hunt.

"Catch this shark, and we won’t need to fish for the rest of our lives! Give it your all!"

The ship’s captain maneuvered the fishing boat, cheering the sailors on from the cockpit.

"Aye aye!"

The fishermen cheered excitedly.

They were already imagining their future retirement.

The fishing job was too grueling, and many East Sakura people scorned such work.

They had to live in damp cabins, listening to the roar of engines every day.

Generally, such jobs were recruited from impoverished countries’ poor people.

But life’s pressures were mounting, and some East Sakura people without any skills began entering this industry.

Though the pay wasn’t very satisfying to them, the good thing was they could save how much they earned, as there’s little expense at sea.

The sky suddenly appeared a tiny rift.

That rift was the black fissure mentioned by the Security Administration.

This black fissure was so small, compared to the South Korea rift with a diameter of dozens of kilometers, just like small fish and shrimp compared to the fishing boat chasing a great white shark.

The crew focused entirely on capturing the great white shark, and didn’t notice this black fissure.

A sticky black liquid flowed out of the black fissure, hovering in the air like a tiny dark cloud.

The liquid swirled in the air for a moment, then plunged into the sea.

The fishing boat suddenly shook.

The captain frowned:

"What’s going on?"

Experienced in fishing, he quickly sensed the fish escaping the hook.

The previous vibration was the great white shark breaking free from its bindings, making the fishing boat lose some of its forces and appear this way.

The crew stared at the tranquil sea surface, puzzled.

The rope attached to the whaling gun drooped limply, indicating the great white shark pierced underwater by the fish gun had escaped.

Before they could lament, a great white shark suddenly leaped out of the water.

The crew widened their eyes in shock.

That... What is that thing?

Shaped like a great white shark, but... That thing is black!

The crew swore the shark was the same one they had been pursuing, only the color was slightly different.

The bizarre scene exceeded their comprehension.

The captain wasn’t concerned about that; he only knew a pitch-black mutated great white shark appeared in the sea!

This creature is more valuable than an ordinary great white shark!

"Catch it!"

The captain roared the command.

The crew regained their composure and busied themselves, preparing for a new battle.

They didn’t notice the eyes of this great white shark were oily green, filled with greed and bloodlust.

The roles of hunter and prey had long since reversed!

The black shark dove into the water again, emerging from the surface and crashing into the fishing boat.

The fishing boat was nearly torn apart by the assault.

The black shark transformed again.

Sticky liquid appeared on the black shark, resembling the venom in Marvel movies.

The black liquid detached from the black shark’s body, leaving the black shark a skeleton, which fell onto the fishing boat.

The crew gawked, forgetting what to do next.

After the black liquid landed on the boat, it rushed towards the nearest crew member.

In an instant, the crew member was enveloped by the black mucus.

His entire body turned pitch black, his pupils became oily green.

He licked his lips, saying with relish:

"Delicious, such a perfect place."

The crew member was no longer the same; he was now the Celestial Race’s Eighth Legion Commander — Meat Sacrifice.

A crew member shivered and pointed at Meat Sacrifice:

"W-what are you?"

Meat Sacrifice swallowed hard, rushing at the crew.

The entire ship’s crew, whether machinists or fishermen, were completely devoured by Meat Sacrifice.

Left on the ship were only white bones, devoid of any blood marrow.

The last person Meat Sacrifice devoured was the old captain.

Meat Sacrifice transformed into the old captain, adeptly manipulating various instruments in the cockpit before logging the voyage.

For every creature it devoured, it gained that creature’s memories.

Meat Sacrifice navigated the fishing boat along the remembered route, heading towards East Sakura.