High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 243 Nine Hundred Years of Competition! Qin Feng's strength surged, a nine-hundred-story golden tower! He unleashed a killing spree!
The planet Ice Cave, deep within an eternally unchanging layer of deep blue ice.

Time loses its meaning here; only the tides of energy surge silently.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged, like an ancient stone statue, covered with a thin layer of mysterious ice, caused by the dissipated energy instantly freezing the ether particles in spacetime.

Around him, the more than 100,000 iron tree flowers that had been plundered from the "Starry Sky Iron Tree" resource point, as well as the massive resources obtained from killing a thousand star-level martial artists, had transformed into a dazzling galaxy of energy.

This galaxy slowly rotated, and at its core was Qin Feng.

The supreme cultivation method, "Ten Perfect Hands," was operating within his body with unprecedented efficiency.

Those ten invisible divine hands, formed from spiritual runes and imprints, now seemed to have transformed into true hands of creation.

With a rhythm incomprehensible to mortals, they guided, purified, and compressed the boundless energy, meticulously pouring it into the "Undying Tower" within Qin Feng's spiritual realm, subjecting it to relentless tempering and hammering.

The years outside pass in the blink of an eye.

Forty years is half a lifetime for an ordinary person, but for a stellar-level martial artist, it is but a fleeting moment.

However, in that very instant, Qin Feng's life level underwent a tremendous leap.

The energy galaxy in the closed space finally vanished after its last ray of light was completely absorbed.

Qin Feng, whose eyes had been tightly closed, slowly opened them as his eyelids trembled slightly.

boom--!
In that instant, the entire icy planet trembled.

It wasn't a physical shaking, but a tremor originating from a chaotic mental energy field.

Two condensed, almost tangible golden rays of light shot out from his eyes. They easily pierced through the planet's ice and crust, which were tens of thousands of kilometers thick, and shot into the cold depths of space, extending for nearly a light-year before slowly dissipating.

Qin Feng's consciousness was completely immersed in his own spiritual realm, that sacred place of the soul located deep in the subspace.

Once upon a time, the Immortal Tower was a sacred creation, entirely silver-white.

At this moment, half of this towering giant tower, which is ten million light-years high, has been stained with a layer of brilliant, eternal, and immortal pure gold, starting from its base.

The entire tower, with five hundred stories and a height of five million light-years, was transformed into pure gold!
The remaining half of the tower is still silver-white, but it appears even more sacred against the backdrop of this golden half.

The interplay of gold and silver creates an indescribable harmony and magnificence.

Countless mysterious and complex golden runes flowed slowly across the tower, as if they were the traces of the Great Dao at the beginning of the universe, exuding a terrifying aura of suppressing all ages and being the only one who reigns supreme.

Simply looking at it is enough to completely shatter the mental will of an ordinary stellar-level martial artist.

"Five hundred floors...five million light-years..."

Qin Feng muttered to himself. He could clearly feel the power contained in this half of the golden tower, a qualitative leap that was completely different from before.

He slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist.

His simple punch was enough to completely obliterate an ordinary star from a physical perspective.

This is the power of pure gold spiritual energy.

Five million light-years!
What a terrifying number!

This magnificent golden, immortal tower was forged entirely by Qin Feng's spiritual power, which had reached an unbelievable level.

“Powerful…more than a hundred times more powerful than before.”

As Qin Feng felt this power, he didn't feel much elation; instead, a deeper sense of doubt arose within him.

It was precisely because he had reached this level that he could better understand just how terrifying Yan Sheng, the Holy Spirit Fire Clan prodigy who had hunted him down for thirty years, truly was.

"Strange……"

Qin Feng frowned, lost in thought.

"With my current strength, looking back at the battle back then, I can clearly tell that Yan Sheng's strength at that time was definitely far above mine now."

If he wanted to kill me back then, it would be effortless; he wouldn't even need thirty years, perhaps just a single encounter would suffice.

"But why... he hunted me down for thirty years, yet he never managed to completely eliminate me?"

Once this thought arises, it grows wildly like a vine.

“I could feel that he really did everything he could to hunt me down back then. That kind of relentless killing intent, that willingness to pay any price, was undeniable.”

Qin Feng's mind raced, eliminating one possibility after another: "He wasn't toying with me, nor was he showing mercy."

He wanted to kill me, but some force restrained him, preventing him from unleashing his full potential.

In a flash of inspiration, a possibility emerged in his mind.

"Could it be... the competition organizers?"

Yes, that's the only possibility.

In order to maintain a certain balance in the competition or to achieve a certain special selection purpose, the organizers of the competition imposed certain restrictions on the geniuses of all races who were sent in as 'hunters'.

An invisible shackle has locked away their true power.

Having figured this out, Qin Feng felt a sudden sense of clarity.

To verify his idea and to plan his next move, Qin Feng had a sudden thought and contacted Caesar through the subspace friend channel.

Almost the instant the message was sent, violent ripples appeared in the space in front of Qin Feng.

A pure white portal opened out of thin air, and Caesar, clad in magnificent golden armor with divine wings faintly visible behind him, stepped out.

His aura is more flamboyant and refined than it was forty years ago, and he has clearly made great progress.

"Qin Feng,"

The moment Caesar saw Qin Feng, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in his golden eyes. "Your aura... has changed again. It's more restrained, but also more dangerous."

"You're not bad either,"

Qin Feng nodded and got straight to the point, "How have you gained from your forty years of seclusion?"

"It went pretty well."

A confident smile appeared on Caesar's face. He did not hide anything, "With the help of the resources I plundered before, I have refined 20% of the [Undying Holy Feather], which is two million light-years in size, into pure gold."

According to the intelligence I've received, this progress should place them firmly in the top tier among all the surviving martial artists.

As he spoke, he looked at Qin Feng with a hint of inquiry.

Qin Feng calmly extended one hand, spreading his five fingers: "I was lucky and completed half of it."

Caesar's smile froze instantly.

His golden eyes widened slightly, and even with his composure, he could not hide the shock in his heart at this moment.

One-half, that's five million light-years!
That's more than twice as much as him!
My progress of two million light-years is already the limit among human geniuses, enough to make me stand out from the crowd.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, reached a terrifying level that Qin Feng could only look up to.

After a brief moment of shock, Caesar let out a long sigh of relief, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Monster...you really are a monster. A commanding lead, you are undoubtedly number one in combat power."

It seems the championship of this competition is definitely yours.

There was no jealousy in his tone, only pure amazement and admiration.

"It's just better luck."

Qin Feng's tone remained calm, tinged with a hint of reminiscence.

This is not modesty.

He knows that his achievements today are due to the incredible effects of the "Ten Perfect Techniques" and his own hard work, but they are also inseparable from the choices and opportunities at key moments.

"If I hadn't chosen to join forces with Cang, Yanwu, and Lengyu back in Star System 117, and had instead snatched the Hive Will Core from the Zerg and the Machine Race, perhaps everything would have been different."

"Without that discovery, I could not have laid a perfect foundation at the planetary level so quickly."

Every subsequent step will be slowed down. One slow step leads to a series of slow steps.

Qin Feng was filled with emotion.

In this brutal competition that has lasted for nearly a thousand years, what matters is not how high a person's level of attainment is at a particular point in time.

Rather, it's about whether your relative combat strength consistently remains at the forefront compared to other competitors of the same era.

He has been struggling since he was a planetary-level astronaut, trying to ensure that he always stays in the top tier.

It is this snowballing, subtle advantage that, accumulated over nearly a thousand years, has ultimately led to today's terrifying, gap-like lead.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Caesar quickly adjusted his mindset and his expression became serious. "Qin Feng, there's something you need to know immediately."

During your seclusion, the rules of the competition underwent a radical change.

"Ok?"

Qin Feng's heart moved.

"It is now the year 902 of the race."

Caesar said succinctly.

"The year 902..."

Qin Feng immediately understood Caesar's meaning: "When the competition was nine hundred years old, the competition rules were updated?"

"That's right, just look at the announcement in the jade pendant yourself, it contains a lot of information."

Caesar gestured.

Qin Feng nodded and focused his mind on the identity jade tablet.

Sure enough, a pinned announcement, glowing with a blood-red light, caught his eye.

The release date was exactly nine hundred years after the start of the competition.

Qin Feng read the announcement word by word, his expression growing increasingly solemn as the content unfolded.

[Announcement: The competition has reached the age of nine hundred years]

Qin Feng's gaze swept over the first line, and he understood that the real decisive stage had begun.

[Galactic-level resource point deployment increased tenfold]

"Ten times... The organizers are forcing everyone to push their strength to the limit in the final sprint."

Qin Feng thought to himself.

[Remove the subspace chain restrictions on the ten prodigies of all races]

Upon seeing this, Qin Feng's pupils constricted sharply.

"Sure enough!"

His guess was confirmed.

The so-called "subspace chains" must be the shackles that restrict the strength of Yan Sheng and others.

Now, that shackle has been removed.

This means that from now on, he will be facing true half-step galaxy level, or even galaxy level geniuses who are unleashing their full power without reservation!
Moreover, this means that his prediction of Yan Sheng's strength was incorrect; even a five-hundred-story tower might not be able to kill Yan Sheng.

However, since he hadn't reached the galaxy level, Qin Feng was confident that he could go toe-to-toe with anyone below that level, no matter how strong they were.

[Deploy one half-star level: one chosen by Tzeentch, one chosen by Khorne, one chosen by Nurgle, and one chosen by Slaanesh]

"Tygei... Khorne..."

Qin Feng laughed and said, "They really did manage to create an Evil God's Chosen One."

[Nine hundred years after the start of the competition, those killed by the prodigies of all races, the chosen ones of the evil god, or the mechanical race will be directly eliminated, and their overall ranking will be based on their points at the time of elimination.]

"There's no chance of rebirth even when facing the Machine Race...?"

Qin Feng's eyes sharpened.

This means that if you fail to defeat these "elite monsters," you will be eliminated immediately.

The margin for error has been reduced to zero.

[Starting nine hundred years into the competition, all surviving martial artists' points are reset to zero.]

"Reset?"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, which meant that everyone was back to the same starting line.

[Nine hundred years after the start of the competition, a martial artist kills another martial artist and gains 1 point.]

[If a martial artist encounters another martial artist and fails to kill them, 1 point will be deducted.]

Even Qin Feng couldn't help but gasp when he saw these two rules.

"What a cruel rule..."

He instantly understood the deeper meaning.

This would force all martial artists into endless infighting.

If they meet, it will be a matter of life and death.

Either you kill him and get 1 point;
Either you both lose points for failing to kill each other.

Running away means points will be deducted.

Peaceful coexistence also means losing points.

This completely eliminates any form of alliance, team formation, or even a temporary truce.

From this moment on, the entire war zone will be transformed into a true dark forest.

Every survivor is prey for everyone else.

[Gain 1000 points by slaying the prodigies of all races]

[Slay the Evil God's Chosen One and gain 1000 points]

"High risk, high reward. This is luring the strongest to actively hunt those 'elite monsters'."

Qin Feng analyzed.

The territory of the great war zone has begun to shrink, and in 950 years, only 100 star systems will remain.

There are 10 galaxies remaining after 960 years.

In 970 years, only one star system will remain; in 990 years, only one hundred star systems will be left.

"Shrinking circle..."

A glint of light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

This is the final and most fatal step.

The ever-shrinking space will squeeze all the survivors into the final, narrow area, like squeezing toothpaste, for an extremely bloody final battle.

All the rules, when linked together, form a vast and inescapable net, a bloody meat grinder.

"call……"

After reading all the announcements, Qin Feng slowly exhaled and closed the jade token interface.

"Now, the situation is completely clear."

He looked at Caesar and said, "The last hundred years are the true essence of this cosmic battle of geniuses."

"yes,"

Caesar's expression was also extremely serious. "I checked, and in just two short years after the announcement, the number of surviving martial artists has plummeted from tens of billions to about one hundred million."

"Is there only 100 million left?"

Qin Feng was also somewhat surprised.

This means that during the century from 801 to 900 AD, 9.9 billion martial artists were eliminated, resulting in an elimination rate of 99%.

The extent of the tragedy is evident.

"Moreover, this competition format is a bit too outrageous."

Qin Feng's gaze fell on Caesar, and he suddenly felt a little confused. "First, the circle shrinks, and the space for martial artists to move around is compressed. Then, martial artists must kill each other. If the other party escapes, one point will be deducted... and so on."

He pointed to himself, then to Caesar: "We've met now, but we're not fighting each other..."

"It's alright, losing one point is nothing. Some things need to be clarified face to face."

Caesar smiled nonchalantly, completely unconcerned.

The cost of this point is negligible compared to the message he is about to convey.

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded, accepting his statement, and continued, "With this kind of compressed space for maneuver, coupled with forced killing of each other, and the watchful eyes of the Mechanical Race, the Chosen of Chaos, and the prodigies of all races... Caesar, I'm afraid we won't be able to team up anymore for the road ahead."

"Is such that."

Caesar's eyes sharpened, and he pointed to the blood jade head hanging as a trophy at Qin Feng's waist. "Qin Feng, don't forget our special status."

We are the 'Chaos Buster'.

It's no exaggeration to say that those four so-called "chosen ones of the evil gods" were a "feast" prepared for us by the organizers!

Qin Feng felt a chill run down his spine and immediately understood what Kaisang meant.

They can plunder the power of the Blessed Ones of Chaos by slaying them, thus achieving a qualitative leap in both their life force and soul level.

These four half-step star system level chosen ones are death gods to others, but to them, they are supreme resources for reaching a higher realm!
"in addition,"

Caesar's tone grew increasingly somber. "Through the Blood Angels Chapter's internal channels, I obtained some top-secret information about the final reward."

We all know that the top 100 players in each major battle zone are qualified to enter the 'Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races'.

But what I didn't know was that the rewards for first, second, and third place were vastly different!

He took a deep breath and said, word by word, "This reward is even related to our future, whether we can successfully advance to that legendary realm above the Black Hole level—the Domain Lord!"

"Domain Lord..."

For the first time, a flame called ambition ignited in Qin Feng's pupils.

The path of martial arts is endless.

He never imagined that the final reward for this competition would reach such a high level.

It's important to understand that whether a black hole-level structure can forge its own path or create its own rules is highly uncertain.

Some are black hole-level martial artists who have wasted millions or even tens of millions of years!
The prize for the competition is actually related to breaking through to the Domain Lord realm, which is above the Black Hole level!
"so,"

Kaisan stared intently at Qin Feng, “We not only have to survive to the end, but we must also fight for those top three spots at all costs!”
Therefore, we must split up and hunt and plunder with the utmost efficiency!

He glanced at his surroundings and continued, "According to my intelligence, there are currently more than a hundred survivors who have refined their Undying Projection to the 20% golden level."

These people are our main competitors.

And you, Qin Feng, you have half the progress, and your strength is still far ahead.

This is your greatest strength!

"Go quickly,"

Caesar's figure began to fade, a sign that he had deliberately severed the warp teleportation. "Before we meet again, I hope we'll both be at the very top of the leaderboard. Then, we'll have a real showdown!"

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded heavily, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Caesar's figure, accompanied by the words "Take care," vanished completely into the distorted space.

Inside the empty ice cave, only Qin Feng remained.

He stood quietly, feeling the vast, star-like power within his body, his mind rapidly processing the massive amount of information he had just received.

New rules, new enemies, new goals.

Nine hundred years of accumulation and forbearance have finally reached their breaking point.

The road ahead is a battlefield of carnage, a veritable hell on earth.

But Qin Feng felt no fear whatsoever; instead, he felt an overwhelming fighting spirit that he could not suppress and was about to sweep across the entire war zone.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless layers of ice, looking towards the starry sky that was about to be completely ignited by war and slaughter.

……

Caesar's figure disappeared into the ripples of the warp, and the depths of the icy planet returned to eternal silence.

Qin Feng stood still for a moment, then focused his mind on the identity jade tablet once more.

Beneath that blood-red announcement lay a dynamically updated, incredibly vast cosmic star map.

At this moment, the edge of this star map, which represents the entire war zone, is shrinking inward at a speed that is visible to the naked eye but seems extremely slow.

"It looks like it's shrinking very slowly..."

Qin Feng's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, instantly discerning the terrifying reality beneath the surface: "But this is on a macro scale of the entire war zone."

In this star map, even a tiny pixel may contain several or even dozens of star systems.

At such a rate of collapse, the actual speed is astonishingly fast.

It's like looking at a distant star and feeling that it's eternally still, but in reality, it's hurtling through the universe at thousands of kilometers per second.

The star map is shrinking, but the number of twinkling points of light on it is increasing at an alarming rate.

Each of those points of light represents a newly deployed galaxy-level resource point.

Densely packed, like the stars on a summer night, they almost cover every corner of the star map.

"There are far too many galaxy-level resource points."

Qin Feng quickly estimated, "There are at least tens of thousands." He was rapidly calculating the survival logic under the new rules.

"If this had happened nine hundred years ago, such a massive investment of resources would have been an incredible opportunity, enough to make all the surviving martial artists extremely wealthy."

But unfortunately... the rules have changed now.

Encountering a martial artist is a fight to the death.

These simple twelve words completely twisted this chance encounter into a bloody inferno.

"There are approximately ten thousand galaxy-level resource points."

There are approximately one hundred million surviving martial artists.

Qin Feng's mental calculation ability is comparable to the top-level AI. "If distributed equally, each resource point will gather nearly 10,000 stellar-level martial artists."

According to the rules, only one person can survive in the end… no, not even one will survive, because there will always be newcomers joining the battle.

Ten thousand stellar-level powerhouses engage in a bloody, life-or-death struggle for the sole right to survival and resources for advancement.

Such a scene, even just imagining it, is enough to make gods and demons tremble.

"In such a brutal battle, the one who ultimately emerges victorious will inevitably plunder all the accumulated wealth of the other tens of thousands of people."

Qin Feng's thinking became clearer and clearer: "At that time, the strength of these ultimate victors will inevitably undergo a terrifying leap."

Their immortal projections could probably be refined to a golden level of thirty percent, or even fifty percent.

"Then, we will use this strength to face those geniuses of all races who have broken free of their shackles and are unleashing their full power, as well as the mysterious and unpredictable chosen ones of the evil gods, to compete for the huge score of 1000 points."

"After all, the final overall ranking is based on points."

All the planning and all the killing ultimately pointed to the word "points".

With a completely clear understanding of the situation, the path forward is now evident.

There was no longer a trace of confusion in Qin Feng's eyes, only a chilling determination and an unstoppable killing intent.

"My advantage lies in efficiency."

"The Perfect Hand is my only and greatest asset in this bloody meat grinder."

I can't possibly leave my core strengths unused.

"While others are still struggling and accumulating resources to refine 10% of the golden projection, I must use the incredible efficiency of the 'Perfect Hand' to leave them behind ahead of time."

If my strength can create a truly significant lead, I can become the first and only person qualified to 'reap' those 'feasts' worth 1000 points!

"Seize the time, seize the resources, seize the points!"

The plan took shape in an instant.

The martial artists who survive to the end may have reached the pinnacle of their killing techniques.
Those who can laugh their way into the top 100 may have reached the star system level in terms of cultivation.

At the finish line, everyone's hard skills may become more similar.

But on this bloody track to the finish line, whoever runs faster can get ahead and take away all the "road signs" and "supplies," leaving those who come after with nowhere to go and nothing to eat!

Qin Feng's "Perfect Hand" perfectly matches the inherent logic of this ultimate speed race.

He no longer hesitated.

The next instant, Qin Feng's figure was enveloped in the light of the subspace and completely disappeared from the Ice Cave planet.

Guided by the star map, he selected the galaxy-level resource point closest to his current location.

……

In the cold, desolate depths of space, an unimaginable spectacle unfolded before Qin Feng's eyes.

A vast and boundless "ocean" floats quietly among the stars.

Its size is comparable to that of a dozen giant star systems.

What makes up this ocean is not ordinary water, but a liquid spiritual energy that shimmers with a hazy, precious light and contains endless vitality and spiritual energy.

Its boundary is formed by a large amount of dense interstellar dust, gas clouds, and meteorite belts captured by gravity, creating a natural "seabed" and "coastline".

[Galaxy-level resource point: Ninefold Boundless Sea]

The jade plaque clearly displays information about the location.

"The Boundless Sea is divided into nine layers."

From the outside in, penetrating deeper and deeper, the energy level of the seawater increases exponentially.

Qin Feng's gaze pierced through the layers of psionic waves and reached the deepest part of the ocean, the core area that had almost solidified into crystal.

At this moment, the surface of this boundless sea, which is the first layer of the sea, has long since transformed into a battlefield of extreme carnage.

Tens of thousands of stellar-level martial artists, like a swarm of sharks that have smelled blood, have already arrived at this place.

They frantically activated their respective cultivation techniques, devouring the pure energy from the boundless seawater, attempting to improve their cultivation level as quickly as possible.

But at the same time, what was even more insane was the killing among themselves.

Under the new rules, any hesitation or mercy is a betrayal of one's own life and points.

There are no alliances, no friends, no comrades here.

Every figure that comes into view is an enemy that must be eliminated, a walking source of points and resources.

"kill!"

A warrior wielding a giant axe had just inhaled a sea tornado into his body, and before he could refine it, a poisoned black dagger silently pierced through his immortal projection from his side and behind.

"you……"

The giant axe warrior glared angrily and turned back unwillingly, only to see a cold face shrouded in shadow.

His body and the immortal projection shattered under the corrosive effects of the deadly poison.

However, before the assassin could collect his spoils, a shower of burning meteorites overhead covered all his escape routes.

boom--

Chaotic battle!
There are no tactics or formations here, only the most primitive and bloody law of the jungle.

Tens of thousands of top-tier powerhouses who had completed the "Foundation of the Eternal Singularity" and possessed an indestructible projection spanning tens of millions of light-years engaged in an unprecedented bloody battle on this vast sea.

Among them were even some beings with exceptionally powerful auras.

A faint golden glow had begun to emanate from their immortal projections, indicating that they had successfully refined a portion of the projections into gold.

Even Qin Feng knew that it would take considerable effort to kill these powerful individuals who had already taken the lead.

But it only takes a lot of effort.

There was not a ripple in Qin Feng's eyes.

Without hesitation, he took a step forward and instantly joined the battlefield of blood and fire.

……

The battle erupted the moment Qin Feng stepped into the Boundless Sea.

He was like a meteorite thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up towering waves.

Once his towering ancient pagoda, five million light-years high and half gold and half silver, was unleashed, the terrifying pressure it emitted was like a black hole, instantly clearing out a surrounding area.

"what is that?!"

"Half... half of his immortal projection is already golden?!"

"Where did this monster come from!?"

The surrounding martial artists, upon feeling the soul-chilling pressure, showed expressions of utter horror for the first time on their faces.

But the new rules leave them with no way out.

"Kill him! The resources he possesses are beyond imagination!"

A warrior whose immortal projection was "Lord of Lava" was the first to react.

He roared and launched the first attack.

He knew that against a powerhouse of this caliber, the only chance of survival was to concentrate fire on them.

However, what he received in return was a cold and ruthless shot from Qin Feng.

"The vast mountains."

Qin Feng held the Star-Devouring Spear and thrust it out horizontally.

The movements are simple and direct, yet they contain the supreme power to suppress all ages.

The half-gold, half-silver [Undying Tower] trembled violently, and a vast and boundless torrent of spiritual power poured out, instantly condensing at the tip of the spear into an extremely refined phantom of an ancient divine mountain.

This sacred mountain is completely different from the one he used forty years ago.

It is no longer merely "intention," but has almost transformed into "reality," approaching a state of complete control.

The mountain is crisscrossed with ravines, and the texture of the rocks is clearly visible. There are even wisps of chaotic energy that originated from the beginning of the universe.

boom--!
The phantom of the sacred mountain collided violently with the roaring Lord of Lava.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a sickeningly loud annihilation sound.

The lava lord, towering over tens of millions of light-years in size, along with its physical warrior, couldn't even withstand it for a moment before crumbling from head to toe, turning into countless specks of light and completely dissipating into the boundless sea.

Kill instantly with one hit!

This scene made the hearts of all the martial artists around, who were itching to make a move, skip a beat.

But Qin Feng's movements did not stop in the slightest.

His figure transformed into a streak of gold and silver light, and he charged into the densest part of the crowd.

A year-long bloody massacre was about to begin.

For the first three months, Qin Feng mainly operated in the first and third layers of the Wuliang Sea.

The number of martial artists here is the largest, but their strength is relatively weak, and the vast majority have not yet begun to hone their golden spiritual power.

For Qin Feng, killing them was almost effortless.

His fighting style is extremely simple.

The oppressive domain of the [Undying Tower] was fully activated. The terrifying force field, originating from the golden spiritual power of five million light-years, was enough to suppress any undying projection tens of millions of light-years away, causing it to stagnate and greatly reduce its power.

Then came the performance of the Star-Devouring Spear.

His technique, [Vast Mountains], had long since reached perfection, becoming a divine art.

With each thrust of the spear, an ancient divine mountain seemed to crush down upon it.

puff!
Waves of martial artists fell like harvested wheat.

Their immortal projections were as fragile as glass in the face of Qin Feng's true martial arts intent.

Qin Feng was like a tireless killing machine, efficient, precise, and ruthless.

He didn't even need to use many techniques; his absolute dominance in terms of cultivation level was enough to sweep everything away.

Countless martial artists attempted to join forces to attack him, but he ruthlessly blasted them and their formations into dust.

Countless martial artists, after witnessing his terror, attempted to flee deeper into the Boundless Sea.

However, Qin Feng's mental power had already locked onto every inch of this sea area, and anyone who tried to escape would be targeted and killed with a single shot.

When Qin Feng fought his way through the first three sea areas and entered the fourth sea area, he finally encountered some decent resistance.

Every martial artist who can establish themselves here is a formidable character.

Most of them have successfully refined the Immortal Projection to about 10% gold.

Although their martial arts essence was far less refined than Qin Feng's, it had already begun to take shape and was no longer a simple energy confrontation.

"Finally, someone decent has arrived!"

An immortal projection of a martial artist named "Judgment Scales" blocked Qin Feng's path.

His balance scale projection was gold on one end and silver on the other, with gold accounting for about 20%.

"Your sins deserve to be judged by death!"

He gave a cold shout, and the scales tipped in Qin Feng's favor.

"Your strength is far too lacking!"

Qin Feng sneered.

He no longer simply uses force to suppress people.

On the Star Devouring Spear, he pushed the true essence of martial arts of the [Vast Mountains] to its limit.

That ancient sacred mountain seemed to have come to life.

Rumbling--

The sacred mountain and the balance scales clashed most directly in the spiritual realm.

The scales of justice attempted to move the sacred mountain, only to discover that its "weight" had already exceeded its capacity to bear weight.

Click!

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared first on the golden end of the scales of judgment.

"impossible!"

The martial artist was horrified and speechless.

His response was a powerful, unstoppable shot from Qin Feng.

The spear pierced the crack in the scales, detonating it completely. Then, with its momentum undiminished, the spear tip pierced the warrior's forehead, leaving him terrified.

Combat has begun to require some "skill".

Qin Feng stopped simply crushing his opponents; he began to enjoy the carnage.

He regarded this sea area as the best testing ground for testing his cultivation and honing his killing techniques.

He engaged in a three-day chase with a warrior whose undying projection was the "Book of All Laws".

He battled the immortal projection of the "Dark Crown" assassin in the cracks of the warp.

Qin Feng even single-handedly fought against the combined forces of three top experts who had cultivated 20% of the golden projection, and finally killed all three after paying a slight price.

Fighting, fighting, endless fighting.

Qin Feng's murderous aura was refined and purified in the ongoing bloody battle.

His marksmanship has become increasingly refined through countless life-and-death battles, and he is only a hair's breadth away from the realm of "mastery".

By the ninth month, there was no longer a single living martial artist to be found in the entire Ninefold Boundless Sea, from the first to the eighth level.

All the survivors were forced into the ninth sea area, the core region where the energy had almost solidified into crystals.

There are fewer than a hundred people left here.

These hundred people are truly elites who fought their way out of tens of thousands of powerful individuals amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Each of them possesses at least 30% of the golden projection, and their strength would place them in the top 10,000 of the combat power rankings in the outside world, making them a truly top-tier group.

When Qin Feng stepped into the ninth sea area, the brief melee here stopped for the first time.

The remaining ninety-odd gazes all fell upon him.

In that gaze, there was solemnity, apprehension, and madness, but more than anything, there was a chilling killing intent of kindred spirits meeting.

They all knew that Qin Feng, who stood before them, was their last and most powerful enemy.

"Kill him, then we'll settle the score!"

Someone let out a roar.

The next moment, more than ninety top experts tacitly formed a temporary alliance.

More than ninety immortal projections, each spanning tens of millions of light-years and shimmering with brilliant golden light, rose up simultaneously.

Sword light, blade aura, lightning, flames, curses...

The devastating attack came from all directions, completely engulfing Qin Feng.

Faced with this combined attack that could wipe out several star systems, Qin Feng revealed a delighted smile.

"Well done!"

He let out a long roar, and the majestic ancient pagoda behind him, half gold and half silver, shone brightly at that moment!

He neither chose to defend nor to dodge.

Instead, they chose the most ferocious and ruthless approach: a head-on confrontation!

The battle lasted for three months. During those three months, Qin Feng faced attacks from more than ninety martial artists, all of whom were quite strong.

This put immense pressure on Qin Feng, and his proficiency in killing techniques also skyrocketed.

Finally, in the twelfth month after Qin Feng stepped into the resource point, he mastered the eighth-level killing technique, the Vast Mountains, as if he had mastered the realm!

This means that the Cangmang Mountain killing technique has become part of Qin Feng's database. Qin Feng has thoroughly understood it and can use, modify, and combine it at will!

"Vast expanse—suppressing the world!"

He completely merged the true meaning of the "vast mountains" with the supreme power of the "immortal tower".

At that moment, the Star-Devouring Spear disappeared.

Instead, the towering, half-gold and half-silver "Immortal Tower," ten million light-years high, crashed down with the power to suppress all the heavens and myriad worlds!
boom!
The entire Ninefold Boundless Sea churned violently under this attack.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

When the light faded, there was no longer a single standing figure in the ninth sea area.

Only Qin Feng stood there, gun in hand, his robes fluttering in the wind.

A trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes shone with a frightening intensity.

The year-long bloody battle has now come to an end.

Qin Feng pulled out his personal jade pendant.

Two lines of cold numbers caught his eye.

【Points: 8928】

[Ranking on the leaderboard: 52nd]

"This galaxy-level resource point should have a total population of over ten thousand."

It seems that some martial artists, in the chaos of their battles, killed each other and survived by my hand.

Qin Feng smiled, quite satisfied with the result.

He looked around, and the once bustling and devastating Boundless Sea was now completely silent.

Only the purest, unclaimed energy seawater remained, flowing silently.

"Now is the time to reap the rewards."

He sat cross-legged on the sea surface, no longer suppressing the internal energy within his body.

"Perfect Hand" - in full operation!

In an instant, Qin Feng's body seemed to transform into a real cosmic black hole.

Centered on him, an enormous energy vortex began to form in the core area of ​​the Boundless Sea.

Whale swallow!

The endless, boundless seawater was frantically dragged and sucked into his body by those ten invisible divine hands with unimaginable efficiency.

Then it was purified and compressed, and used entirely to forge the remaining half of the silver tower body of the [Undying Tower].

While in seclusion, Qin Feng did not forget the situation in the outside world.

He spared a tiny wisp of his spiritual energy to keep a close eye on the changes in the jade star chart, ensuring that his position remained within the ever-shrinking safe zone.

As for the points ranking, after defeating nearly nine thousand people, Qin Feng jumped into the top 100.

His ranking on the combat power list, which is calculated in real time, has remained steadily at number 17.

……

Time, in the tedious yet highly efficient practice, once again lost its meaning.

In the blink of an eye, forty years have passed.

The year of the competition was 945.

That vast, boundless ninefold sea has completely dried up, turning into a void of cosmic dust.

Qin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, slowly opened his eyes.

His aura has undergone a complete transformation compared to forty years ago.

Qin Feng's consciousness sank into the spiritual realm.

That majestic "Immortal Tower" has undergone astonishing changes.

From the base upwards, the entire nine hundred stories of the tower, spanning nine million light-years in height, have all been transformed into a dazzling, eternal, and immortal pure gold!
Only the top ninety-nine floors remain, still shimmering with a holy, silvery-white color.

We're just one step away from becoming a true galaxy-level power!
"It's time to go and kill that chosen one and the prodigy of all races, who are worth 1000 points."

Golden light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

(End of this chapter)