High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 244 Heading to "Cloud Mist Mountain", Encountering Yan Sheng, the Empire's Chief!
As Qin Feng began to devour the immense resources—enough to forge a galaxy-level powerhouse—within the deathly silence of the "Ninefold Boundless Sea."

Every breath he took, every moment of training he underwent, drew countless gazes across different corners of the human realm.

Together, they witnessed the birth of a legend.

Morning Star, an ordinary educational planet within the territory of the human empire.

Qiming No.1 Martial Arts Senior High School, Martial Arts Comprehensive Training Hall.

This is the starting point of Qin Feng's martial arts journey, but at this moment, it is quieter than ever before.

Dozens of martial artists dressed in instructor uniforms stood holding their breath, surrounding a huge holographic screen.

On the light screen, the scene of the Cosmic Genius Battle was being broadcast in real time—a vast, boundless blue ocean suspended in the universe, and a tiny figure in the center of the ocean that was stirring up an endless vortex of energy.

That figure was none other than Qin Feng.

"Nine hundred floors... The golden part of the [Immortal Tower] has reached nine hundred floors."

A young tutor muttered to himself unconsciously.

His cultivation had just broken through to the planetary level, and in his eyes, the stellar level was already something to look up to. Qin Feng was currently trying to reach the galaxy level, which was enough to be ranked as a captain in a space warrior band.

"Only the last ninety-nine floors remain to reach perfection."

Instructor Wu Shangfeng's voice was deep and powerful. He crossed his arms and looked at his former student on the light screen with a complicated expression. "Once he succeeds, he will immediately become a galaxy-level powerhouse. This speed... is too fast."

Wu Shangfeng can still clearly recall that boy with the resolute look in his eyes back then.

"It is indeed too fast."

Professor Lin Yue shook her head gently, her eyes filled with both satisfaction and a lingering sense of emotion.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding mentors all fell silent.

Most of them were level nine martial artists, and even the most senior and strongest among them were only at the planetary level.

For them, planetary-level training is a long and almost desperate process of accumulating resources and honing their mental strength.

This is a tedious process that takes tens of thousands of years and requires endless patience and a vast amount of resources.

Therefore, many of them chose to return to their home planet and work part-time as mentors.

On the one hand, it is to earn resources; on the other hand, it is to find a spiritual anchor on this long and lonely path of cultivation and to contribute to the inheritance of human civilization.

After all, for ordinary martial artists, reaching the planetary level requires a lot of time.

A veteran planetary-level instructor sighed and said, "Back in the day, when Gu Yue broke through to the stellar level and left the school, he even said that Qin Feng was the most outstanding student he taught to go abroad at Qiming No. 1 High School..."

"It's been 942 years since the competition began..."

Wu Shangfeng looked at the time ticking on the corner of the screen and said, "The territory of the great war zone is about to shrink to less than a hundred star systems. The final battle is about to begin."

Everyone's hearts were in their throats as he spoke.

Within the light screen, Qin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Boundless Sea, had finished his cultivation, and a beam of golden light shot from his eyes.

……

Located extremely far from the core area of ​​the human race's territory, the "Griffin Arm" is one of the front lines of the battlefield among all races.

The cold metal fortress, like a silent behemoth, lies quietly in the dark universe. Around it are countless warship wrecks and broken stars, silently telling the story of the cruelty of war.

Inside the fortress, in the crew rest area of ​​the assault ship "Thunder Fang," belonging to the elite fleet of the 129th Sub-Regiment of the "Ultimate Chapter," the 7th Combat Company.

A dozen or so warriors dressed in blue standard power armor were sitting together, enjoying a short rest after the great battle.

Gu Yue, now a member of the elite squad of the Extreme Combat Group, was skillfully using a high-frequency dagger to pry open a military can marked "Red Rock Ant Cow" and chewing on the high-energy synthetic meat inside.

His goatee was smeared with meat sauce, making him look somewhat unkempt, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

In front of him, a small personal light screen floated, displaying the scene of Qin Feng swallowing the "Ninefold Boundless Sea".

"Tsk tsk, nine hundred floors already... This kid is really going to cause a major upheaval."

While eating, Gu Yue mumbled indistinctly, "If this were on the battlefield, a single thought could annihilate an entire standard alien fleet, right? It's a monster."

A burly teammate with a hideous scar on his face approached. His name was Buck, and he was the team's demolition expert.

He glanced at the screen and grinned, "Hey Lao Gu, why do you keep staring at this kid named Qin Feng all day long?"
These geniuses are from a completely different world than us.

Back in the day, I was quite a figure at 'Tianlang Martial Arts University,' but alas, I was just a little short of reaching the next level in my killing techniques. Otherwise, I might have been able to sneak into the Cosmic Genius Battle and show off my skills."

"Who says it's not?"

Another tall, thin teammate, who was wielding a psionic sniper rifle, joined the conversation, saying, "I also had a chance back then, but unfortunately I was cheated on by the Valkyrie. I was depressed for three or four years, and then I fell behind at every step."

On the path of martial arts, talent, resources, and luck are all indispensable.

"Alright, alright, let's stop reminiscing about the old days."

The squad leader, a middle-aged woman with a calm and composed demeanor, clapped her hands. "It's all in the past. What does it have to do with us?"

Instead of wasting time, why don't we go check out the mission center?

"Who said it doesn't matter?"

A young scout winked and said, "Captain, who knows, after this big shot Qin Feng finishes the Cosmic Genius Battle, he might just parachute in and become our boss!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Buck nudged Gu Yue with his elbow and asked curiously, "But seriously, Gu, why do you only watch Qin Feng's live stream?"

"Is this kid one of the geniuses your Qimingxing (Morning Star) team produced?"

This question instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Their elite squad consists of members who are all top-tier experts at the stellar level, having fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Gu Yue was transferred here half a year ago. He has extremely sharp shooting skills, but his strength is not among the top in the company.

At first, everyone thought he had some connections and got in through back channels.

After all, the structure and benefits of an elite squad are something countless ordinary Space Marines would fight tooth and nail to get into.

Facing the curious gazes of the crowd, Gu Yue swallowed the last bite of ant meat, picked up the water pouch beside her, took a large gulp, and then slowly wiped her mouth. With a hint of pride and a touch of reminiscence, she smiled and said:
“More than a thousand years ago, this kid was my student.”

“I also personally taught him the basics of spear fighting – ‘Thousand Army Spear’.”

The rest cabin fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Gu Yue as if she were a monster.

"I...I'm fucking mad!"

Buck was the first to react, slapping Gu Yue on the thick power armor shoulder, making the metal hum. "Old Gu, you're something else! Really?!"

"Awesome! You...you're practically my mentor now, right?!"

"The tall, thin sniper exclaimed in amazement."

"No wonder...no wonder the company commander personally ordered you to be transferred to our squad!"

The captain's usually placid face showed a look of realization. "We thought... cough, we thought you were a related relative."

Everyone suddenly realized.

They finally got it.

What is the Extreme Chapter? It is one of the most elite military groups in the human empire.

As a peerless prodigy who emerged from the Extreme Battle Group system, Qin Feng's every move is closely watched.

As for Gu Yue, Qin Feng's clearly documented "mentor," this bond of kinship is enough to ensure that he receives great care within the battle group.

Joining an elite squad means receiving the best resources, the best teammates, the most crucial combat intelligence, and a higher survival rate in equally dangerous missions.

This "backdoor" approach was conducted openly and legitimately, as if it were perfectly reasonable.

"Haha."

Gu Yue felt a little embarrassed by everyone's stares. He waved his hand and laughed, "That's all old news."

To be honest, when I first chose to return to my home planet to become a mentor, I did have a slightly opportunistic thought in mind. I figured if I could teach a genius student, my future career would be easier.

He paused, his gaze becoming deep.

"Later, after spending thousands of years in the school, watching one class after another of students grow from naivety to perseverance, and then to the stars, that opportunistic mentality has long since faded away."

Influenced by the principal and other predecessors who were truly dedicated to education, they unknowingly came to regard nurturing the next generation of humanity as their own mission.

"I can't even remember how many promising students from impoverished families I've personally sponsored."

Gu Yue reminisced about her teaching career, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

He recalled the scene from years ago when the contract stipulated "twice a month" of guidance from his mentor, yet he gave Qin Feng more than ten private lessons a month for free.

At that time, he simply admired the boy's tenacity and couldn't bear to see a gem buried.

He never imagined that his initial act of pure goodwill would bear such a magnificent fruit a thousand years later.

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

Gu Yue turned off his personal light screen, stood up, and dusted himself off. "This kid, I think he should have no problem getting first place. Let's focus on the present."

He looked at the captain, his expression turning serious: "Let's take a look at the mission."

I heard that in the next rotation, we'll be going to the 'Throat of the Abyss' star system to wipe out the remaining Zerg forces. The mission there will be quite difficult.

The captain's expression also turned serious: "That's right, before we set off, everyone, follow the old rules."

The atmosphere inside the rest cabin instantly shifted from relaxed gossip to somber tension.

"Write your will first."

Buck took a data tablet out of the equipment box and said calmly.

"it is good."

"no problem."

A journey across the stars, where life and death are unpredictable.

Having already broken through to the stellar level, Gu Yue must struggle on the battlefield for survival, resources, and glory in order to advance further.

……

In a super-massive interstellar hub within the territory of the human race.

On a vast, boundless star plaza large enough to contain several planets, hundreds of millions of young figures gathered. They came from different small war zones, each exuding a powerful aura of sharp brilliance.

They are the latest generation of human geniuses, about to step into their own cosmic genius battle—the Great War Zone.

Ning Jing, Nisang, and Long Yu stood quietly in a corner of the crowd.

Their aura was more refined and profound than that of their contemporaries, clearly indicating that they were among the top performers in their respective war zones.

Beside them stood another figure, a burly man with a resolute face—Shi Potian, who had risen to prominence later and also earned the qualification for the major war zone.

Their gazes were all fixed on the light screen in front of them.

The screen was playing highlights from the previous Genius Battle, Qin Feng's year.

At this moment, the scene is frozen on the shocking moment when Qin Feng single-handedly slaughters tens of thousands of powerful individuals of the same level in the "Ninefold Boundless Sea".

The towering pagoda, half gold and half silver, and the domineering and unparalleled martial arts essence left these proud and arrogant young talents speechless.

"Qin Feng... he has already come this far."

Ning Jing's tone was filled with complex emotions, including admiration, longing, and a hint of indescribable pressure. "We are still preparing for the upcoming war zone, while he is about to draw a perfect end to his era."

"It's more than perfect."

Long Yu said, "Qin Feng is estimated to win first place soon and receive the 'Imperial Chief' medal."

Nissan remained silent, simply watching quietly.

Among Qin Feng's old friends, Shi Potian, Long Yu, Nisang, and Ning Jing all participated in the next Cosmic Genius Battle, while Xiong Yanfu and Tie Mu failed to qualify this time and can only wait for the next one after that.

The Cosmic Genius Battle begins every five hundred years.

Five hundred years is a long time for ordinary people, but for martial artists who often go into seclusion for a hundred years, it is just a blink of an eye.

This high-frequency selection process is like a huge and sophisticated screening machine, ruthlessly throwing generation after generation of human geniuses into it, refining and filtering them, and ultimately determining the most dazzling few.

If you fall behind even for one step, you may be left behind by the wheels of time forever.

Their generation is considered the second generation after Qin Feng.

As for Xiong Yanfu and his group, they would have to wait until the third generation.

"All we can do is walk our own path well."

Ning Jing took a deep breath, her fighting spirit rekindled. "Qin Feng is Qin Feng, and we are us. His glory is our guiding light, not a mountain that crushes us."

"That's right!"

Long Yu's fighting spirit was also ignited. "Perhaps we can't reach his level, but at least we must carve out a name of our own in this major war zone!"

They knew that when Qin Feng's generation of geniuses came to an end, it would be time for their generation to take the stage.

The attention of the entire empire will shift from Qin Feng to them.

The pressure of passing on this legacy is exhilarating.

"In fact, Qin Feng should be in our generation, but this guy is too extraordinary. His cultivation speed is too fast, so he has to compete with the previous generation of students for the Cosmic Genius Battle."

……

Du Na Starry Sky Wuhan University.

This is the most prestigious martial arts academy in the Duna Galaxy, and also the place where brothers Wang Hao and Wang Jie studied and grew.

At this moment, in a retro-style tavern inside Wuhan University, the two brothers are sitting facing each other.

Several glasses of energy drinks, emitting a strange glow, floated on the table, but none of them had any interest in tasting them.

Their entire attention was focused on the light screen projected onto the table.

Within the light screen, that familiar yet unfamiliar figure is stirring up the winds and clouds of the starry sea.

"Big brother... he's almost a galaxy-level powerhouse."

Wang Hao's eyes shone with undisguised admiration, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Although Wang Jie did not speak, his clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.

As the saying goes, the eldest brother is like a father.

Although they are not Qin Feng's biological brothers, they are just Qin Feng's uncle's children.

But in their hearts, Qin Feng's image was extremely lofty.

Their memories were clearly divided into two parts.

A period of my childhood was vague and bleak.

In that memory, their family was just an ordinary working class in the morning star community. Their father, Wang Ming, was always worried and troubled as he traveled around looking for resources to help them learn martial arts.

The other segment begins with Qin Feng's life after his unexpected success in the high school entrance exam, which leads to his extraordinary achievements.

Because of Qin Feng, they obtained far more basic cultivation resources than their peers, giving them a significant head start.

Because of Qin Feng, when they were admitted to Duna Starry Sky Martial Arts University, the school directly granted them an S-level resource contract—a top-level treatment that countless students could only dream of after striving to reach the sixth level of the Sky Soaring Realm and making outstanding contributions.

And they, at the fourth level, enjoyed all of this simply because of their identity as "Qin Feng's younger brother".

Their classmates, teachers, and even the principal all looked up to them.

They are geniuses emerging from the Morning Star, rising stars with some fame in the Duna Galaxy.

However, at this moment, looking at Qin Feng on the light screen, they truly felt how insignificant their so-called "genius" was.

More than 1,200 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The two brothers had given their all and exhausted countless resources allocated by the school, and only recently managed to break through to the planetary level. They are now planning their future after graduation.

This speed, when considered on the scale of the entire human empire, can only be considered average, or even slightly slow.

Their elder brother, however, has already reached the pinnacle of countless geniuses and is about to touch the legendary galaxy-level realm.

"Brother, are we... too useless?"

Wang Hao's voice was somewhat dejected, "Our elder brother gave us so much, yet we don't even have the right to catch up with his shadow." "Don't talk nonsense."

Wang Jie patted his younger brother on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Why do we want to catch up with our older brother? We're not doing it to surpass him, but to avoid bringing shame upon him. While he was fighting a bloody battle on the front lines, his family was also working hard to live and become stronger in the rear."

He picked up the drink on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly understood, and the confusion in his eyes vanished, replaced by a determined light.

"Brother, I understand!"

The two brothers smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

……

The year was 942.

The war zone.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed for forty years.

In an instant, two condensed, tangible golden rays of light shot out from his pupils, piercing through layers of special force fields and reaching the cold universe beyond the planet. They stretched for light-years in the void before slowly disappearing due to energy dissipation.

Even an unconscious glance can contain such terrifying power.

He slowly stood up and looked inward at himself.

His consciousness sank into that spiritual realm that belonged only to him, that foundational place existing within the concept of subspace.

A towering, unparalleled structure, reaching into the clouds, seemingly an immortal tower that connects the past and the future, stands silently.

The Immortal Tower has undergone tremendous changes.

The entire tower has 999 floors, and all 900 floors from the base upwards have been painted in a dazzling pure gold.

On each layer of the golden tower, countless runes, formed from pure spiritual energy, slowly flow and intertwine, forming a vast and boundless golden ocean.

They exude a terrifying aura of immortality, eternity, and eternal dominance.

Above these nine hundred layers of gold, only the final ninety-nine layers remain, still maintaining the silvery-white color that represents the basic form of spiritual power.

Gold and silver gleamed together, half sacred and solemn, half poised to unleash their power.

"Nine hundred floors... only ninety-nine steps remain to reach true galaxy level."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty cave.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the immense power within him that could easily crush stars and shake galaxies.

He has now reached the pinnacle of the stellar level, with one foot already stepping into the threshold of an even higher level, making him a well-deserved "half-step galaxy level" expert.

"This level of strength is more than a hundred times greater than it was forty years ago."

He was filled with emotion.

Without delay, Qin Feng checked the information on his personal jade tablet.

The first thing that catches the eye is the star map of the entire war zone.

Compared to forty years ago, the edge of the star map has shown a distinct dark red color, representing the "annihilation of rules," and the entire territory is shrinking towards the core area at a visible speed.

"In 950 years, only 100 star systems in the core area will remain..."

Then, Qin Feng looked at the number of surviving martial artists.

That number made his pupils shrink suddenly.

"Ten thousand three hundred and twenty-seven people..."

Despite having some suspicions, Qin Feng was still deeply shocked when the exact number, accurate to the last digit, was laid bare before him.

From 100 million martial artists 900 years ago to 945 years ago today, in just 45 years, 99.99% of the martial artists have been eliminated!
This means that all of those ten thousand-plus galaxy-level resource points were the site of a brutal and bloody struggle.

At each resource point, nearly ten thousand former prodigies fell, and in the end only one person, or a very small number, was able to break through the encirclement and survive to this day.

"None of those who survived were weak."

Qin Feng made a judgment immediately.

He quickly analyzed the current situation: "These people have almost all seized the output of an entire star system-level resource point, and their strength has inevitably undergone a qualitative leap."

Those like Caesar should be in the top tier now; their golden mental energy has probably been refined to a degree exceeding 60%.

The remaining group forms the second tier, which is estimated to be around 30%.

Qin Feng understood perfectly.

The process of cultivating mental strength is an accelerated process that progresses from difficult to easy.

The first one percent or ten percent is the most difficult initial stage.

Once this initial accumulation is complete, the subsequent improvement speed will become faster and faster.

"Everyone has already passed the most difficult initial stage. Next, everyone's strength will enter a period of explosive growth, efficiency will be higher, and resources will be even scarcer."

"Currently, galaxy-level resources are still constantly being replenished, but as the territory shrinks to one hundred galaxies, the absolute quantity of resources will inevitably decrease sharply, the competition will only become more intense, and the elimination rate will further increase."

"but me……"

A sharp glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. "My advantage lies in the absolute efficiency brought by the 'Perfect Hand,' and I'm already far ahead of them. Now, I can no longer waste my precious time on competing for resources at the same level, just like them."

"My goal should be to take advantage of the window of opportunity while they are still fighting frantically to break through to the galaxy level, and hunt down the most valuable prey—the prodigies of all races and the chosen ones of the evil god!"

"Plundering their points is the key to securing the final victory!"

With the strategic objective instantly clear, Qin Feng's state of mind became as calm as still water.

He opened the combat power rankings that he hadn't checked in a long time.

His name was prominently listed at number ten on the list.

"Tenth place?"

Qin Feng was slightly surprised. He remembered clearly that forty years ago, after he had broken through the Ninefold Boundless Sea, he was ranked seventeenth.

He has been in seclusion for the past forty years, without achieving anything, yet his ranking has risen instead of falling, for one reason only.

The seven people ahead of me in line were eliminated.

Those prodigies from all races who have been freed from the constraints of the subspace chains have transformed into the most efficient "scavengers" on this arena, specializing in hunting down the top-ranked powerhouses.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the war zone forum.

Unlike the bustling scene of tens of thousands of posts flooding the screen in the past, the forum is now as deserted as a cemetery.

Only 10,000 survivors remain, and they are all in the final sprint, racing against time. Almost no one has the leisure to come here and chat.

The few posts that did exist were concise and to the point, filled with bloody and chilling intelligence value.

Qin Feng's gaze was quickly drawn to one of the posts.

The title of the post was simple: "[Yan Sheng, Yunwu Mountain]".

Opening the post reveals an extremely concise message: "Yan Sheng appeared at the coordinates below of the galaxy-level resource 'Cloud Mist Mountain,' and just eliminated 'Gu Sang,' who was previously ranked twelfth on the combat power list. The target is still active in the vicinity."

"Cloud and Mist Mountain..."

In Qin Feng's eyes, fighting spirit and killing intent rose simultaneously.

"Okay, this is the place!"

He made the decision instantly.

"Yan Sheng, the grudge of being hunted down for thirty years will be settled today."

"Perfect timing! There should still be some resources remaining in Cloud Mist Mountain. After I kill you, I'll use these resources to complete the final ninety-nine levels of tempering and officially step into the Star System level!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng's figure had already disappeared into the ice cave.

The subspace portal opened instantly, his figure disappeared, and he was teleported towards "Cloud Mist Mountain".

……

At the edge of the universe, in a vast and boundless dark star field, lies a colossal mountain whose size defies conventional measurement.

It is the size of a standard galaxy and spans nearly 100,000 light-years.

What makes up this giant mountain is not rock or soil, but the remains of countless powerful beings that have fallen here over billions of years, the wreckage of broken starships, solidified energy storms, and countless cosmic dust and meteorites.

On this vast cosmic graveyard, due to some unknown, naturally formed runes and imprints, the spirits and psychic energy of all the deceased have not completely dissipated, but have become entangled and combined with complex force fields, ultimately forming a peculiar, cloud-like phenomenon that never dissipates.

This is "Yunwu Mountain".

Nourished by these special "clouds and mists," a peculiar fruit has grown on the mountainside.

They grow by drawing nourishment from the corpses of countless races. Their color is as red as blood, and they contain immense vitality and pure spiritual power. The contestants call them "blood fruits".

At the summit of Cloud Mist Mountain, in the area where the remains of the most powerful beings gathered, a "Corpse Fruit" was born, which was several times more precious than the Blood Fruit.

When Qin Feng stepped out of the spatial ripples, he was already at the foot of Cloud Mist Mountain.

The divine thought spread out like a tide, instantly covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of light-years.

He could clearly sense that dozens of powerful life forms were scattered throughout the massive mountain.

These auras maintained an extremely safe distance from each other, like tacit hunters in a dark forest, none of them wanting to prematurely clash with their own kind without being necessary.

Everyone tacitly searched for the "blood fruit" and silently accumulated strength.

However, beneath this fragile tacit understanding, a brief but extremely fierce battle may occasionally erupt when one martial artist inadvertently enters another's perception range.

The winner takes everything, the loser is eliminated.

"Blood Fruit, Corpse Fruit... Interesting."

Qin Feng's gaze pierced through the layers of clouds and mist, landing on the strange fruits rooted in the broken bones of gods and demons, a hint of approval in his eyes.

"This place is indeed a natural treasure trove."

The universe's creation, truly wondrous, transforms endless death into resources for regeneration through natural runes and force fields.

He did not linger at the foot of the mountain.

According to information from the forum, Yan Sheng was last seen at the top of Cloud Mist Mountain.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng's figure merged into the void once more, teleporting directly towards the mountain peak shrouded in the densest "corpse aura mist".

……

The mountaintop shrouded in mist.

The space here is much smaller than at the foot of the mountain, roughly the size of several star systems.

On the ground, huge skeletons exuding a terrifying aura can be seen everywhere. Some of them, even though they have been dead for countless years, still have a residual pressure that can make ordinary star-level martial artists tremble.

Seventeen or eighteen figures, like ghosts, were scattered throughout the area, each a great distance apart from the others.

They are the top talents who fought their way out of tens of thousands of resource points and are still alive today.

Each and every one of them possesses terrifying strength at the half-star level.

At this moment, everyone tacitly stopped picking the "corpse fruit" and turned their gaze to the center of the mountaintop.

The battle there is nearing its end.

"boom--!"

A sun burning with holy white flames clashed in its final battle with a giant axe coiled around a black dragon of destruction.

The master of the Holy Flame Sun is none other than Yan Sheng of the Holy Spirit Fire Clan.

He was bathed in flames, like a fiery king who wielded destruction.

The immortal projection behind him had already turned more than 80% of its area into a dazzling gold, and the pressure it emitted almost set the space ablaze.

His opponent, the warrior wielding a giant axe whose undying projection was the "Destruction Dragon Axe," was Luo Yi, a top prodigy from the Fire Dragon Battle Group. He ranked twelfth on the combat power list, and his golden spiritual power had been honed to an astonishing 40%.

However, in this duel, the gap in strength was ruthlessly magnified.

"Ahhhh——!"

Luo Yi let out a roar of unwillingness. He had given it his all, but his "Destruction Dragon Axe" shattered inch by inch under the scorching heat of the Holy Flame Sun.

In just a few seconds, the massive dragon axe projection shattered, and then the holy flames surged in, instantly engulfing Luo Yi's body.

Flesh and blood, soul and spirit, along with all the "corpse fruits" he had just picked, were transformed into the purest energy in that domineering flame, and were completely absorbed by Yan Sheng.

Another top human prodigy has fallen.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Yan Sheng looked up at the sky and roared, his laughter filled with endless arrogance and contempt.

"Humans are the most disunited race!"

He spread his arms, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so solemn-faced martial artists on the mountaintop, his voice booming like thunder: "If you had all attacked together just now, I might not have been able to kill any of you, and I might have even had to temporarily avoid your attacks."

However, you are too greedy for these 'corpse fruits' and too selfish! You always think about letting others die so you can reap the benefits.

"Now that's settled, Luo Yi, Wang Mu, Li Jian... the three strongest among you have all been defeated one by one! Next, it's your turn!"

The moment the words fell, a chaotic and violent mental energy field erupted from Yan Sheng's body like a tsunami, instantly engulfing the entire mountaintop!
Om-!
Space began to tremble violently, the stable structure of the subspace was completely destroyed, and all attempts to construct a spatial passage failed instantly.

This place has become a prison of despair.

"It's over!"

"He sealed off space!"

At the mountaintop, all the martial artists' expressions changed drastically, and their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.

They miscalculated.

When Yan Sheng first arrived at the mountaintop and began to attack Luo Yi and the others, they were indeed all in the mood to sit back and watch the tigers fight.

On the one hand, Yan Sheng's strength was too terrifying, and no one wanted to be the first to stand out;

On the other hand, Luo Yi and others are their strongest competitors for harvesting "corpse fruit". Why not use Yan Sheng to get rid of them?
They all remembered that when they first entered Cloud Mist Mountain, Yan Sheng had encountered them several times, but he did not make a move, seemingly disdainful of them, the "weak".

This gave them the illusion that Yan Sheng's target was only those top-ranked powerhouses on the combat power list.

Unexpectedly, after devouring the three fattest antelopes, the tiger intended to slaughter the entire flock!
"It's over! Yan Sheng is too strong! We are no match for him!"

"What a pity! What a real pity! If I could refine all the 'corpse fruits' I obtained this time, I might be able to fight him, or even kill him and get those precious thousand points!"

"Yes, what a pity! If I had time to refine these 'corpse fruits,' by around 980 years into the competition, my strength would definitely reach 90% of the golden spiritual power, just one step away from the star system level!"
Unfortunately, it was too slow! If it had been thirty years earlier, the outcome would have been completely different!

"My luck was terrible! If I hadn't encountered the geniuses of all races, I could definitely have made it to the end and broken into the top 100!"

Waves of despair and resentment surged wildly in the hearts of the martial artists.

They are all victors who crawled out from among millions of corpses, and each of them has a bright future.

Given enough resources, achieving galaxy-level status is practically a certainty for them.

However, their path to martial arts is about to come to an abrupt end here due to a single misjudgment.

In their eyes, the current prodigies of all races are invincible.

They felt their luck was just too bad!
Despair, like the deepest darkness, enveloped everyone's heart.

However, amidst this deathly silence and despair, a slight yet incredibly clear spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared at the edge of the cage.

A figure emerged unhurriedly from the spatial ripples and appeared in the void.

He had black hair and black eyes, a calm face, and held an ancient-looking spear. He didn't have any earth-shattering aura, but he seemed to be a universe of his own, causing all the chaos and violence around him to fall silent the moment he appeared.

At the same time, everyone's eyes, including the arrogant Yan Sheng, were focused on this uninvited guest.

The person who arrived was Qin Feng.

Qin Feng glanced at the astonished and desperate crowd, then turned his gaze to the domineering figure burning with holy flames, a brilliant yet cold smile slowly curving his lips.

He burst into laughter, his hearty laughter brimming with unparalleled confidence, instantly dispelling the atmosphere of despair that shrouded the mountaintop and shaking the entire misty mountain.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Yan Sheng!"

"I'll kill you!"

(End of this chapter)