High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 258 The Thunder Emperor's Legacy! The First Ray of Light in the Universe! Trapped in a Deadly Situation!

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Finally, at the farthest point of his spiritual perception, the legendary mountain range came into view.

Qin Feng stopped, hovering in the cold vacuum of space, gazing at the scene before him, his heart filled with awe.

It is a mountain whose magnificence cannot be described in any language.

It stretches across the universe, without beginning or end, as if it were a miracle that existed since the very beginning of the universe.

It is said that this is the corpse of the Thunder Emperor. Qin Feng can feel the vast and eternally silent death that spans time and space, yet within that silence, he can also perceive a trace of the brilliant vitality that creates all things.

Countless planets of varying sizes, and even burning stars, are like dust particles adorning the mountain, slowly revolving around it, forming an incredible celestial system.

The "mountain streams" of the mountains are deep spatial rifts, while the "rock walls" of the mountains are distorted gravitational fields.

The entire Leixiang Mountain was shrouded in a thick, impenetrable layer of thunderclouds.

That was no ordinary lightning, but a thunderstorm imbued with terrifying spiritual power.

Each flash of lightning seemed to be illustrating the fundamental principles of the universe's birth and death.

Purple, gold, cyan... countless bolts of lightning surged and roared among the mountains, transforming into a sea of ​​thunder.

At the heart of this sea of ​​lightning, an unparalleled imperial majesty permeated the air.

Its majesty was like the heavens descending upon the mortal realm, reigning supreme over all, causing Qin Feng's golden-red spiritual energy to feel a faint, almost imperceptible, sting.

Its majestic power is unparalleled in the world.

Qin Feng channeled his spiritual power, struggling to penetrate the layers of thunderstorms, and looked toward the very core of the majestic thunder—the summit of the highest peak of Thunder Mountain.

There, a huge, glowing object stood silently.

It was a giant silkworm of thunder.

Its entire body presents a deep blue-black color, yet its surface is as clear and transparent as the purest crystal.

Countless tiny arcs of electricity danced across the surface of the giant silkworm, each flash seeming like a breath of life.

Through the translucent shell, Qin Feng could clearly see a graceful figure lying quietly inside.

It was a woman with unparalleled beauty and a graceful figure. She wore a black and blue training uniform, her eyes were closed, her expression was serene, and her long sky-blue hair swayed slightly in the lightning.

When Qin Feng saw the sleeping face clearly, his pupils contracted sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He recognized that face.

"Zhou Yu?"

A name long buried deep in my memory slipped out.

Qin Feng's thoughts were instantly pulled back to more than 3,500 years ago, when he first entered the martial arts world and was undergoing a potential assessment at the Imperial Arena, where he met a girl who was jokingly called "the number one noob of the Thunder Martial Arts School".

Time flies and things and people change.

He never imagined that the girl from back then would now come to this dangerous battlefield of myriad races as a prodigy, and even obtain the complete inheritance of a powerful emperor. She was trapped on Thunder Mountain, surrounded by prodigies from the top races of the universe, as well as countless beings from all races in the universe.

Nothing could be more unpredictable than this.

His gaze shifted from the giant thunder silkworm to survey his surroundings.

Then he saw the corpses scattered around the giant silkworm.

Even from a great distance, the terrifying aura lingering on those corpses still made Qin Feng's heart tremble.

He clearly identified that seven or eight of them belonged to human warriors.

Their physical bodies had long since perished, their immortal projections were completely shattered, leaving only broken power armor covering their skeletons, and the secret weapons in their hands were broken into several pieces, having lost all their spiritual light.

Judging from the Daoist aura and traces of laws remaining on those corpses, their cultivation levels in life were all... Domain Lord level powerhouses!
Around the corpses of the human powerhouses, there were even more strangely shaped corpses of myriad races, all of which, without exception, exuded the terrifying residual power of a domain lord.

Clearly, not long ago, a tremendous battle at the domain lord level broke out here in order to compete for this imperial inheritance.

The final result seemed to be a lose-lose situation, with all participants perishing here.

Currently, although there are still a large number of geniuses gathered around Lei Xiang Mountain, the strongest aura that Qin Feng sensed was only at the black hole level.

Combining the rumors he had heard in various taverns, a clear deduction instantly formed in Qin Feng's mind:

It is highly likely that the human race's high-ranking officials and the top forces among the myriad races have reached a new tacit understanding after paying a heavy price—higher-level powerhouses will no longer interfere, and the final ownership of the Thunder Emperor's inheritance will be contested by the young geniuses below the Domain Lord level, each relying on their own abilities.

This situation is very common on the battlefield of all races. It is a helpless yet efficient "rule" under the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak.

Of course, this is because the human race is in a very "decline".

"No wonder people say that the human race is in decline."

Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "If this were a time when the human race was at its most prosperous, given their consistently domineering ways, they would probably have wiped out all the alien races within the entire Holy Academy Sea territory long ago, leaving not a single one of the myriad races. Why would they need to engage in this kind of compromise-style high-level diplomacy with them..."

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Leixiang Mountain, this cosmic wonder, stands like a silent giant in the cold, desolate sea of ​​stars.

The mountain's outline was shrouded in endless thunder and storms, with blue-purple lightning tearing through the vacuum. Each flash was accompanied by a majestic celestial power capable of annihilating stars, demonstrating the supreme authority of the place's former master.

Qin Feng's figure quietly appeared behind a meteorite belt far away from Lei Xiang Mountain.

He did not rush forward, but instead concealed all his aura, even his battle-hardened ultimate power armor lost its luster, and his whole being seemed to blend into the dark background of the universe.

His gaze pierced through the void, fixed on that forbidden land illuminated by lightning.

The closer he got, the more clearly he could sense the invisible barrier surrounding Lei Xiang Mountain.

Those were remnants of several distinct yet intertwined terrifying wills, carrying the unique charm of a "domain," cold and absolute, not allowing any living being below the corresponding level to set foot there.

These are the restrictions formed from the lingering resentment and power of the domain lord-level powerhouses who perished here before their deaths.

Like loyal guardians, they continue to block the path to the core inheritance even after their master's death.

However, time is the fairest eroding agent in the universe.

Over millions of years, these once indestructible domain lord restrictions have become riddled with holes, covered with cracks of time, and their power is dissipating at a visible rate.

The light flickered intermittently, clearly indicating that it wouldn't last much longer.

For this reason, the outer area of ​​Leixiang Mountain has now become a gathering place for heroes.

Hundreds of powerful beings gathered here, each with a different form and a profound aura, like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, patiently waiting for the final barrier to crumble.

Qin Feng's mental energy, like the most sophisticated radar, cautiously swept across the area, and a sense of solemnity rose in his heart.

Among these waiting people, he saw several "familiar" faces.

That enormous mechanical battle form, composed of countless intricate components, was none other than the mechanical prodigy "Wild," who had hunted him down for a century.

Ye Luo, the son of the Stone Emperor, was also among them. He was surrounded by a thick ring of rock, revealing the arrogance and power of the emperor's son.

The undead race "Deathbell," entirely black and seemingly composed of the purest death and silence, and the holy water race "Watermo," capable of transforming into an endless ocean, both hovered silently in the void, each occupying their own territory.

Besides these familiar faces, there were many more unfamiliar beings, yet their presence was equally unsettling.

Several of these auras possessed an intensity and depth that surpassed the galaxy level, firmly stepping into the threshold of the black hole level.

They are true cosmic giants, whose every move can cause ripples in space; they are the predators at the top of the pyramid on this battlefield.

Qin Feng immediately made the right decision: hide.

His current situation is extremely delicate.

The news that he possessed fragments of a secret treasure for becoming a king had already spread far and wide among Wild and others. To many beings present, he was nothing less than a walking treasure trove.

Once his identity is exposed, he will instantly become the target of everyone's attacks, facing an unwavering united assault from all the races present.

Even with his current surge in strength and numerous trump cards, there is absolutely no way he could survive such a lopsided encirclement.

"The Law of Change..."

A thought suddenly occurred to Qin Feng: "If I could learn advanced transformation techniques to change my aura and form, I wouldn't need to hide like this when I encounter similar situations, and it would be much easier for me to act."

The moment this thought arose, the mysterious blue page in his mind trembled slightly, and a seductive and alluring voice rang out in his mind, carrying an arrogant air of knowing everything.

"Qin Feng, have you ever heard of my name? The Master of Myriad Changes, the Treacherous and Extraordinary."

"Do you yearn for the power of change? I can grant your wish. As a generous giver of knowledge, I can impart to you a supreme secret art."

It not only allows you to transform everything at will, but also lets you create billions of avatars, each with its own independent thought and power, making you truly omnipresent and capable of calculating the fate of all living beings…

Before the words were finished, countless mysterious and complex runes began to flow and recombine on the surface of the azure blue pages, eventually forming a secret technique called "Myriad Transformations Divine Body".

Even from just reading the few opening words, Qin Feng could sense the profound truths of the universe contained within—a terrifying power that manipulates reality and distorts the laws of nature.

"This thing can only be learned at the black hole level?"

Qin Feng's spiritual power swept over the threshold of the secret technique's cultivation and immediately discovered the key.

"Yes."

The voice of the cunning scholar carried a hint of self-righteous superiority: "The level of this secret technique far exceeds your imagination."

It touches upon the fundamental laws of the universe, and only black hole-level beings that have condensed a singularity of spiritual power and undergone a qualitative change in their thinking ability are qualified to even glimpse its secrets.

"How about that? This transmission of knowledge should demonstrate my sincerity, shouldn't it?"

"Is there anything that can be learned at the galaxy level?"

Qin Feng asked directly, unmoved.

"No."

The answer from the Tzeentch book was unequivocal: "The thinking abilities of galactic-level beings are still limited, and the structure of their mental power is insufficient to support the fundamental evolution of the law of 'change.' This is an ironclad law of the universe."

"Then you can learn it by creating a galaxy-level system."

Qin Feng's tone carried a hint of self-righteous provocation.

"Creation? This is a threshold determined by the fundamental laws of the universe, and it is not something I can change at will."

The voices on the pages of the book were full of skepticism.

"Boiling matter".

Qin Feng's assessment was concise and full of undisguised contempt: "He even calls himself the God of Knowledge, in control of all changes, yet he can't even create a basic version of a cultivation technique."

"..."

The pages of the book fell into a long silence.

On that azure page, the runes of the Myriad Transformations Divine Body technique, which were originally clearly displayed, flickered a few times as if wiped away by an invisible hand, and then completely disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared at all.

Qin Feng chuckled and ignored the arrogant and seemingly fragile "god of knowledge".

He completely stored the Ultimate Power Armor into the subspace storage unit, then changed into a very ordinary black robe, pulling the hood down so that it covered most of his face.

At the same time, he compressed and restrained his vast spiritual power and life force layer by layer until he suppressed them to an inconspicuous degree, like the most ordinary dust in the universe.

After doing all this, he quietly blended into the vast and diverse group of creatures on the outer perimeter.

The main effect is to suppress spiritual power. In fact, with Qin Feng's current vitality, he can easily mold his physical body into various shapes and even change the arrangement of cells, but his spiritual power is too distinctive.

No matter how much physical concealment you put in, it's useless if you don't restrain your spiritual power.

There are so many creatures here, in all sorts of bizarre and wonderful forms.

There are crystalline life forms with bodies like crystal mountains, comet life forms with long tails, and elemental life forms composed entirely of plasma energy.

There are many beings like Qin Feng who conceal their figures with black robes and do not want others to discover their true identities.

Therefore, his joining went unnoticed by anyone.

All eyes were on the renowned top talents who were arriving one after another.

"Look! That's Blazing Flame, the prodigy of the Holy Spirit Fire Clan! His aura... is at the Black Hole level!"

"Hiss—a being ranked 420th on the Hidden Dragon List! Even powerhouses of this caliber have been attracted here? The allure of the Emperor's Legacy is truly terrifying!"

A commotion spread through the crowd.

In the distant starry sky, a "great sun" was rushing towards them at high speed.

It was not a real star, but a giant composed entirely of incandescent white flames.

With each step he took forward, the surrounding vacuum seemed to ignite, and light and heat distorted space.

He is Blazing Flame, a walking natural disaster.

Immediately afterwards, another ray of light pierced the darkness, purer and more dazzling than the blazing flames.

"It's the Light Clan! The Light Clan's prodigy, Neil! Ranked tenth on the Hidden Dragon List!"

The moment the name was uttered, the atmosphere in the entire room froze.

The top 100 on the Hidden Dragon List are all monsters among monsters, and the top ten are even hailed as future overlords with the potential to become kings!
A humanoid silhouette composed of pure light particles appeared before everyone's eyes. It had no physical form, yet it exuded a presence even stronger than a star.

The legends about the Light Clan instantly surfaced in Qin Feng's mind.

The Light Race, a mythical race born at the galaxy level, possesses innate light speed, their physical bodies can be transformed into countless light particles, and they are immune to most psionic attacks.

They feed on stars and grow stronger.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the first ray of light in the universe transformed into a true god. This god absorbed all the "light" in the subspace, which caused the vast subspace to become an eternal darkness.

Otherwise, the spiritual universe would be as prosperous as the physical universe, giving birth to countless spiritual life forms, that is, subspace life forms, instead of the current situation where there are only a few subspace life form races, and they are all weak and helpless.

Neil's arrival brought the tension on set to its peak.

But the arrival of the strong did not end there.

"Roar--"

A silent roar resounded through the tremors of space as a colossal creature, comparable in size to a small planet, tore through space and descended upon the area.

Its entire body is covered in dark gold carapace, with natural runes engraved on each scale, exuding power and an immortal beauty.

"The Starry Sky Beast... it's Tucker from the Golden Armored Beast Clan! He's here too! It's said his strength is already infinitely close to the Black Hole level!"

Qin Feng's pupils, hidden beneath his hood, contracted slightly.

A colossal golden-armored beast!

The target of the revenge entrusted to King Guro on his deathbed was the "Golden Emperor" of the Golden Armored Beast Clan.

Unexpectedly, I encountered the prodigy of this clan here ahead of time.

Qin Feng could clearly sense the pure, savage power emanating from the depths of Tucker's bloodline, as well as the innate predatory aura that made him see all things as food.

Similar scenes continued to unfold over the next few months.

One after another, the most renowned geniuses on the battlefield of all races arrived at Leixiang Mountain through various means.

Most of them came from the most powerful races in the universe. They had obviously received a notification from their elders that powerful members of their races who were unable to enter the battlefield had torn through space and teleported them here.

In just a few months, the number of prodigies from the Hidden Dragon Ranking gathered here has reached an astonishing ten.

In addition, there are dozens of powerful individuals who have not yet made the list but whose strength has reached the level of a black hole.

As for the galaxy-level warriors of all races, they are as numerous as hairs on a cow, countless in number.

In contrast, apart from Qin Feng, who deliberately concealed his identity, no other human appeared.

This starry sky has become a grand feast for all races.

"Hahahaha—Shui Mo! You stagnant pool of water, how dare you show your face before me?"

A wild shout shattered the long silence.

The blazing flames of the Holy Spirit Fire Clan, that walking "great sun," fixed their burning gaze on Shui Mo of the Holy Spirit Water Clan.

His voice was filled with undisguised murderous intent and greed.

For the Holy Spirit Clan, whose internal strife is extremely cruel, any member of the same clan with opposing attributes is a huge supplement that can help them evolve their essence.

Without the slightest hesitation, before he finished speaking, his enormous fiery body suddenly erupted, transforming into a real sun, and crashed straight into Shui Mo.

Within his body, the newly formed singularity of spiritual power began to spin wildly, like a nascent black hole, greedily absorbing all the free spiritual energy fields in the surrounding space.

When a black hole-level expert makes a move, it's earth-shattering!
"hehe."

Faced with this devastating attack that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, Shui Mo let out a cold laugh.

His liquid body remained unchanged, but an invisible, yin, and vast domain instantly spread out from him.

A terrifying aura, also at the level of a black hole, was revealed without reservation!

"You...you've actually broken through to the black hole level too!"

The blazing "sun" suddenly paused, its voice filled with disbelief.

Shui Mo's liquid body twisted and conjured a mocking human face, chuckling, "Luckily, I caught a few blind little devils not long ago."

"Humph, you're lucky!"

Blazing Flame snorted coldly and slowly withdrew his attack.

The confrontation between the two black hole-level powerhouses ended rather abruptly.

Even among black hole-level powerhouses, there are vast differences. Those like Blazing Flame and Water Mo, who have just broken through and whose foundations are still shallow, are at the bottom of their level in terms of strength.

Both of them are members of the Holy Spirit Clan, a notoriously poor race. Because they have no elders to pass down their skills, they most likely don't even possess a decent black hole-level secret technique.

If a fight were to break out now, it would be nothing more than an ugly brawl. Not only would it fail to determine a winner, but it would also expose each other's weaknesses and trump cards to all competitors, resulting in more harm than good.

"All right."

Just then, a clear and authoritative voice rang out, instantly drowning out all the noise in the arena.

Neil, the prodigy of the Light Clan, a humanoid being formed from countless rays of light, slowly spoke.

"The restriction is about to completely dissipate. Instead of wasting our time here, we should work together to analyze the final core restriction and speed up the process of breaking it."

Otherwise, if the human prodigy within the lightning cocoon completely refines the Undying Phoenix Lightning, our entire journey will have been in vain.

"it is good!"

Neil's words seemed to possess an undeniable magic.

These words immediately eased the tense atmosphere on the field.

Even the Blazing Flame and the Water Mo, who had just been confronting each other, stepped back and fell silent.

Clearly, Neil is not only powerful, but his ranking of tenth on the Hidden Dragon List and his status as a member of the Light Clan with a god behind him also give him enough influence.

His proposal directly addresses the core interests of everyone at present.

After a brief silence, the hundreds of powerful beings present, whether they were prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking or ordinary Black Hole-level experts, reached a tacit understanding.

They temporarily set aside their hatred and covetousness, and each extended their spiritual power to work together to break the last few domain lord restrictions that shrouded Thunder Mountain.

At a normal pace, these restrictions might last for several more centuries.

However, with so many powerful figures joining forces, its collapse was accelerated significantly.

It's estimated that this restriction will be broken within a few months.

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Three months is but a fleeting moment in the almost eternal solitude on a cosmic scale.

For the tens of thousands of beings from all corners of the universe who gathered outside Lei Xiang Mountain, these three months seemed exceptionally long.

Every minute, every second, was filled with anxious waiting and silent vigilance.

They were like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, surrounding a trapped whale, patiently waiting for the last barrier to disappear.

Finally, on the last day of the third month, the invisible barrier that covered the entire Lei Xiang Mountain revealed spiderweb-like cracks amidst a subtle, crisp sound like shattering glass.

"Click——"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the spiritual perception of every living being present.

The crisp sound was like a command, a bell tolling to open a grand feast.

The once lifeless starry sky was instantly ignited.

"opened!"

Someone let out an uncontrollable roar.

The next moment, tens of thousands of figures with different auras and shapes transformed into tens of thousands of streams of light of different colors, like a flood bursting its banks, surging wildly from all directions toward the majestic mountain that stretches across the universe!

Behind the wild and untamed prodigy of the Machine Race, a torrent of metal composed of billions of nanomechanical insects unfolded, forming a massive propulsion array that resembled a mobile war fortress, crushing the void.

With each step Ye Luo, the son of the Stone Emperor, took, the space beneath his feet seemed to solidify, transforming into tangible steps.

The Death Knell of the Undead was silent; his skeletal body blended into the shadows, becoming an elusive dotted line that moved with terrifying speed.

The Water Demon of the Holy Spirit Water Clan had already transformed into a boundless ocean, and in the instant of its charge, its entire body disintegrated into countless water droplets.

A giant golden-armored beast soared through the air, its wings whipping up gusts of wind.

The most dazzling of all was undoubtedly Neil, the prodigy of the Light Clan.

He didn't even have the concept of "movement." The moment the restriction shattered, his body transformed into a beam of pure light, appearing first at the foot of Lei Xiang Mountain.

Qin Feng blended into this massive torrent without revealing anything special about himself.

He wore a very ordinary black robe, concealed his ultimate power armor, and suppressed his mental power to a negligible level within the galaxy-level.

He did not use his crimson-gold wings, but simply followed the main force at a moderate pace using conventional energy-driven methods.

"They've broken in..."

"The goal of all living beings is exceptionally clear—the Thunder Cocoon at the summit. There are no more resources left on this Thunder Mountain."

Qin Feng's gaze swept past the countless frantic figures ahead, precisely locking onto the giant blue-black cocoon atop the mountain, pulsating like a heart.

"The human race's domain lord and the domain lords of all races perished together here. Judging from the traces left at the scene, the intensity of the battle was enough to destroy several star systems."

However, the Thunder Cocoon remained intact in the center of the battlefield…

His mental energy, like the most precise probe, carefully swept over the domain lord-level corpses scattered on the mountainside.

The corpses were in various shapes and sizes, some even in the posture of attacking before they died, but without exception, their bodies were covered with deep and strange lightning burn marks.

That was no ordinary lightning; every trace of it carried a supreme, violent aura, as if judging all things.

"It's lightning... These domain lords, whether human or of any other race, all ultimately died under the lightning."

A clear picture began to form in Qin Feng's mind.

"If we speculate, the most reasonable scenario is this: the strong members of the Thunder Battle Group escorted Zhou Yu here."

They engaged in a fierce battle with powerful warriors from all races who had come upon hearing the news.

Ultimately, the human race achieved a pyrrhic victory, successfully helping Zhou Yu obtain the Undying Phoenix Lightning and become the successor of the Lightning Emperor.

"Subsequently, Zhou Yu began to receive the inheritance, automatically condensing into this giant cocoon that gathers all the essence of the entire Lei Xiang Mountain."

The formation of the giant cocoon is very likely the key to triggering the Thunder Emperor's final move.

"This backup plan is to indiscriminately kill all living beings within a certain range around the Thunder Cocoon, creating an absolutely safe evolutionary environment for the inheritor."

The Thunder Emperor may have anticipated enemies, but he probably didn't expect that, after countless years since his fall, his once hidden place of death would be exposed to the entire universe, attracting so many covetous eyes.

Qin Feng's gaze grew increasingly profound.

"But... there is still one question."

Although the 'resources' of Lei Xiang Mountain have been completely absorbed, Lei Xiang Mountain itself, which is the 'corpse' of Lei Huang, still exists.

As a ruler who once looked down upon the universe, wouldn't he have left behind some deeper contingency plans?
For example, if the inheritance is forcibly interrupted by external forces, or if the inheritor dies inside the cocoon, will this royal body...self-destruct?

This thought sent a chill down Qin Feng's spine.

If that were the case, then all living beings present, including himself, would instantly turn into cosmic dust.

It was precisely because of these speculations and caution that he did not try to seize the initiative immediately.

Before knowing the full picture, the first person to try something new is often the first to be poisoned.

His conjecture was quickly proven true.

Since there were indeed no resources left to fight over on Lei Xiang Mountain, the torrent of tens of thousands of creatures did not encounter any conflicts along the way and rushed smoothly all the way to the top of Lei Xiang Mountain, surrounding the huge thunder cocoon.

A somber atmosphere permeated the mountaintop.

Finally, a few galaxy-level beings, unable to contain themselves any longer, began to stir.

They may come from a small clan, lacking a strong background and intelligence support, and only know how to seize opportunities and race against time.

Three peak-level galaxy-class powerhouses, each with a distinct appearance, launched their attacks almost simultaneously.

A corrosive acid spear, a jet-black giant axe formed from mental energy, and a storm of metal, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, slammed into the surface of the lightning cocoon.

However, just as these attacks were about to touch the lightning cocoon, a sudden change occurred!
On the entire blue-black cocoon of lightning, billions of electric snakes suddenly lit up, like an enraged horde of dragons.

A bolt of dark blue lightning, a hundred times thicker than any previous thunderstorm, burst forth from the thunderclouds in the sky without warning.

It has no earth-shattering sounds, nor any dazzling light and shadow effects.

Its appearance was so abrupt, as if it transcended time and space, directly impacting the outcome.

Those three peak-level galaxy experts, along with their attacks, were completely and utterly decomposed and evaporated in the radiance of that blue-black divine lightning, without even being able to utter a scream. From matter to spirit, from undying projection to soul imprint, all traces of their existence were wiped clean.

It was as if they had never existed in this universe.

One strike, just one strike.

An absolute, overwhelming, and unreasonable annihilation!

The mountaintop fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

All the creatures that had just been restless now felt a chill to the bone.

Those galaxy-level beings who were a step slower and didn't have time to make a move turned pale with fear.

They were glad they had hesitated; if they had been just a little bit faster, they would have been the ones who vanished into nothingness.

Those truly top-tier powerhouses, such as Neil, Blaze, and Wild, remained calm, their eyes even carrying a hint of knowing "I knew it."

They had clearly anticipated this situation.

"Attack the lightning cocoon, and you will be met with a lightning counterattack."

A voice broke the silence. It belonged to a half-step black hole level crystal race being whose entire body was made of crystal. He said with lingering fear, "This kind of lightning contains the laws of the emperor level. Those who have just entered the star system level will die instantly upon touching it. Even those at the peak of the star system level will have no power to resist it!"

"Only beings with a sufficiently strong foundation, approaching the level of a black hole, or true black hole-level beings, can possibly withstand it by relying on their powerful Dao foundation and spiritual power."

Another strongman added.

All eyes turned to Neil, the prodigy of the Light Clan.

He was recognized as one of the most influential and powerful figures present.

Neil hovered in mid-air, radiating a soft yet majestic light. He surveyed his surroundings, and his voice rang out calmly, yet clearly entered the minds of every living being:

"Gentlemen, the situation is now very clear."

Any malicious attack will result in ruthless annihilation.

His words plunged all the living beings present into deep thought.

Nilton paused, then continued, "But this is not without a solution. It is to protect the inheritor so that they can complete their evolution smoothly, not to permanently seal them off. The core of this restriction is 'protection' rather than 'destruction'."

Therefore, its defensive capabilities are significantly reduced against forces that do not possess direct destructive power.

My suggestion is…

Neil's gaze swept over all the Black Hole-level and Hidden Dragon Ranking geniuses present. "All of us, concentrate your mental power, abandon all offensive secret techniques, and use only the purest mental power to seep in like a trickle."

Our goal is not to break through it, but to 'disrupt' it.

"Use our spiritual power to influence the internal balance, preventing that human prodigy from peacefully refining the Undying Phoenix Lightning."

"At the same time, this gentle infiltration also allows us to slowly analyze and wear down the structure of this restriction without triggering a fatal counterattack."

As long as we work together, this seemingly impenetrable barrier will eventually be dismantled from within.

"The moment the restriction is lifted, the lightning cocoon will naturally open. At that time, we'll see who has the Undying Phoenix Lightning inside!"

A barely perceptible sneer flashed in Neil's eyes.

He made the information public for a simple reason.

It would take him countless millennia to break the Thunder Emperor's restriction using such a slow and painstaking process on his own.

Only by combining the strength of all the powerful individuals present can success be achieved in a short period of time.

What happens after success?

Among all the beings present, who could rival him, the divine son of the Light Clan and the peerless genius ranked tenth on the Hidden Dragon List?
The Undying Phoenix Lightning will be his for the taking.

His plan was perfectly legitimate, yet no one could refuse it. Because it was the only feasible solution at the moment.

Blazing Flame of the Holy Spirit Fire Clan snorted coldly, and the flames around him subsided somewhat, which could be considered as acquiescence.

The water-human form that Shui Mo had transformed into nodded.

Data streams flashed wildly in the wild mechanical compound eyes, clearly calculating the feasibility of the plan, and eventually fell silent, signifying agreement.

After a brief deliberation, the other black hole-level beings and the prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking also accepted the proposal.

And so, a strange scene unfolded atop the mountain.

Dozens of top-tier experts, capable of stirring up a storm in an entire star field, abandoned their hostility towards each other, sat cross-legged, and began to release their vast and boundless spiritual power around the giant lightning cocoon.

Streams of spiritual energy, each a different color and with different attributes, transformed into countless delicate threads, carefully and gently touching the surface of the lightning cocoon before slowly and firmly penetrating inward.

Qin Feng mingled among the many creatures, and also pretended to sit down cross-legged, stretching out one hand, with a wisp of spiritual power that he deliberately disguised as ordinary pure gold swirling around his fingertips, pretending to break the restriction.

Although there were many powerful individuals here, everyone's attention was focused on the Thunder Cocoon. Moreover, the creatures present were a mixed bag, with varying auras, and no one paid special attention to a seemingly ordinary "galaxy-level" being.

His mind was completely absorbed in his own thoughts.

"This method is theoretically feasible... but it will take a very long time. At the very least, several decades, and at most, over a hundred years."

"This period of time is enough for me to come up with a perfect solution to break the deadlock."

Qin Feng's gaze pierced through the barriers of space and energy, as if he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure within the lightning cocoon—Zhou Yu.

"First, we need to confirm the most crucial point."

Qin Feng separated a barely perceptible wisp of golden-red spiritual power, mixed it into his disguised golden spiritual power, and touched the surface of the lightning cocoon in an extremely secretive way. Then, he quickly conducted a brief interactive test through the interface of the subspace storage unit.

"...It can be collected!"

The moment he reached this conclusion, Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

This is the cornerstone of the entire plan.

Although the Thunder Cocoon is enormous, it is essentially an independent "egg" used for evolution. Its connection with the external environment is not very close; the only connection is that attacking will result in being struck by lightning.

The Thunder Cocoon can be stored in a subspace storage unit.

However, new problems arose, and they were even more fatal.

How to make a move?

How can they escape?

This is the core encirclement of dozens of black hole-level beings and ten prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

The moment he makes his move, he will become everyone's enemy. No matter how fast he is, it will take him a moment to collect the lightning cocoon, which is enough time for any black hole-level powerhouse present to launch an attack on him.

"I might be able to withstand one attack. The Chief Medal can block one, but what about after that?"

"Escape... is the biggest problem."

Qin Feng began to conduct a precise sand table simulation in his mind.

"Assuming I successfully retrieve the lightning cocoon and immediately activate my crimson-gold wings to escape at top speed, the speed of a black hole-level treasure would be enough for me to leave most of my opponents behind in a short time."

"However, 'maximum speed' means an astronomical consumption of mental energy."

Although my total spiritual power far surpasses that of others of the same level, comparable to a newly entered Black Hole level expert, I can only maintain the full power of the Crimson Gold Wings for a maximum of one month.

"At my speed, a month is enough time to traverse the diameter of a spiral galaxy."

But in the vast universe, this is hardly a safe distance.

Those black hole-level powerhouses, aside from the penniless Holy Spirit Clan members, must possess tracking-related treasures or secret techniques. Especially Neil, who is a member of the Light Clan renowned for his speed.

"Once my mental energy is exhausted and I fall into a period of weakness, they will be able to catch up easily."

At that time, I will face an attack from dozens of top-tier experts, all burning with rage.

Qin Feng frowned slightly.

"The rare and precious materials I have stored up seem like a huge amount in my daily cultivation, but when it comes to supporting the consumption of the Crimson Gold Wings, it's like a drop in the ocean. Although the recovery speed of the 'Ten Perfect Hands' is amazing, it is still far from keeping up with the consumption speed of extreme bursts."

"A dead end... This is a dead end that is almost unsolvable."

Qin Feng's thinking accelerated, and one plan after another formed in his mind, only to be quickly overturned by him.

A feint? No, the target is too obvious; everyone's attention is on the cocoon.

Using the restrictions to turn the tide?

The restriction had already been suppressed by their combined efforts, and if I were to launch an attack, I would become the restriction's primary target.

"The conventional methods won't work."

"..."

Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes and pondered carefully.

Outside, the frenzy of geniuses breaking through the restrictions continues.

(End of this chapter)