High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 289 The Primordial Singularity! Famous Throughout the Stars! Number One on the Hidden Dragon Ranking! (Last two days left, please vote with monthly tickets~)
Deep space is deathly silent.

That world, once sealed off by seventeen domain lord-level formations, now only has shattered laws and scattered spiritual energy remnants remaining.

The life force of the five incomparably powerful domain lords, five old monsters who once looked down upon countless stars and forged their own paths, has been completely erased from this space-time.

Their fall transformed into five brilliant yet sorrowful showers of blood, silently announcing the end of a rebellion that transcended the boundaries of life.

Qin Feng hovered silently in the center of the corpses and fragments.

He won.

Black-gold spiritual energy surged like a raging torrent, enveloping his battered body and attempting to mend those hideous and terrifying wounds.

However, this time, the recovery became incredibly difficult.

Less than half of his head remained, with ominous black mist and destructive spatial rifts swirling around the exposed brain tissue.

The huge, penetrating wound on his chest had charred and necrotic flesh at its edges. Streams of different yet equally powerful Domain Lord-level spiritual energy were like the most stubborn brand, deeply imprinted on his Dao foundation, frantically destroying his life force.

The left arm was severed cleanly at the shoulder blade, the cut as smooth as a mirror, yet a thin, sharp law lingered, preventing any flesh from regenerating.

The injury was too serious.

The five domain lords unleashed their life's work before their deaths, pouring all the Dao and Dharma they had cultivated for countless millennia onto Qin Feng without reservation.

The domain lord, who specialized in using poison, had his original poison transformed into a maggot clinging to his bones, invading his soul's essence through the spiritual energy cycle and constantly eroding his will.

The excruciating pain came in waves, one after another, trying to completely overwhelm his consciousness.

Qin Feng's vision began to blur and become double, but he still stared intently into the distance.

There, the outline of Thunder Cosmic City Outpost No. 999 was clearly visible under the starlight. Once inside, the mission would be considered a success.

He could see his master, Devouring King's, imposing figure, Thunderstorm King's anxious expression, and the expectant, shocked, and fervent gazes of countless human compatriots on the viewing platform of the outpost.

Further away, the myriad creatures that had previously watched with a spectator's mentality now had only pure horror and fear in their eyes, as if they were witnessing a demon god emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He has to go.

Qin Feng gritted his teeth, his remaining willpower fueling his final burst of energy.

Dragging his crumbling body, which seemed on the verge of collapse, he endured immense pain in both his soul and body. A flash of light emanated from his crimson-gold wings, transforming them into a piercing streak of light as he resolutely charged toward the outpost that represented the end.

With each meter he advanced, his pain intensified, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

The moment his body passed through the outpost's psionic shield, his extremely tense will finally relaxed.

Overwhelming exhaustion and pain instantly swept over his last vestiges of consciousness, his body trembled violently uncontrollably, and his vision went completely dark.

"Qin Feng!"

"Quickly! Medical assistance!"

The figures of Devouring King, Thunderstorm King, and others rushed forward immediately, filled with unparalleled concern and urgency.

"Wait a minute..."

Qin Feng used his last bit of strength to squeeze out two words from his throat.

He forcibly held his breath, resisting the overwhelming drowsiness that was about to engulf everything, and urged his last bit of mental energy to open the subspace storage unit.

hum-

A gigantic cocoon of lightning, enveloped in endless thunder, appeared out of thin air and silently floated in front of everyone.

After doing all this, Qin Feng could no longer hold on and completely fell into deep, boundless darkness.

Just before his consciousness completely succumbed, a cold, grand, and emotionless prompt resounded directly within the very essence of his soul.

Name: Qin Feng

[Mission: The Road to the End]

[Status: Completed]

[Mission Reward: Final Singularity]

[The Final Singularity: A theoretically existing supreme foundation, surpassing the 'Eternal Singularity'. Its existence will bring about a massive, multi-dimensional, and comprehensive enhancement to life forms, including cognitive abilities, spiritual quality, physical strength, structural efficiency, learning efficiency, spiritual power, and psionic energy recovery efficiency.]

The enhancement is approximately one hundred times that of the 'Eternal Singularity'.

[Detection indicates that the target has, through its own efforts, achieved a foundation comparable to the 'Final Singularity'...]

[Rewards are being updated...]

[Rewards adjusted...]

[You have received the ultimate reward: the supreme foundation—the Primal Singularity!]

[Primordial Singularity: Tracing back to the origin, returning to the beginning. It is a hundred times more effective than the 'Terminal Singularity' and ten thousand times more effective than the 'Eternal Singularity'.]

【…】

The information flow came to an abrupt halt.

Qin Feng fell into a deep sleep.

In his final, hazy state, he seemed to hear his master and the Thunderstorm King calling out to him.

"Qin Feng's injuries are too severe! Quickly! Take him back to the main city of Thunder Universe City immediately and treat him using the highest-level Life Cradle!"

"Hmm, the combined killing blow of five domain lords is indeed extraordinary. Any other domain lord would probably have died on the spot from such injuries. It's a miracle that he survived."

"Sigh, Devouring Heaven, you've truly taken on a fine disciple... no, a prodigy! A prodigy unlike any other in all of history!"

"Our human race will soon have another supreme pillar of strength rising!"

"Hahaha--"

With a hearty and gratified laugh, Devouring King carefully lifted Qin Feng's unconscious body. Thunderstorm King and Thunder Three also carefully put away the thunder cocoon. The four of them stepped into the space teleportation array that had been prepared in advance.

With a flash of light, their figures disappeared from the outpost, disappearing into the depths of Thunder Universe City.

At the same time, a chilling storm was quietly brewing in another direction.

The pent-up anger of the human race found an outlet with Qin Feng's earth-shattering victory.

A large number of powerful kings formed an expeditionary force and launched a massive purge of all strongholds of the main hostile forces, such as the Holy Light Clan and the Demon Clan, in the 1300th war zone.

This war of revenge came so swiftly and decisively that the two powerful clans were forced to retreat in defeat, ultimately having to offer massive amounts of resources as compensation in order to gain a brief respite and preserve their remaining living space in the war zone.

Of course, Qin Feng was unaware of all of this.

He fell into a deep sleep.

For the strong, when injuries exceed the body's self-repair limit, sleep is the best way to heal.

As long as the origin remains intact and the soul is not scattered, even the most severe injuries will eventually be healed by time in slumber.

The Devouring King personally brought Qin Feng back to his private territory in Thunder Universe City, used countless rare resources to set up a healing array for him, and personally protected him.

The news of that epic battle that took place in front of Outpost No. 999 could not be kept secret forever.

Like an unstoppable cosmic storm, accompanied by a list from the will of the universe that is updated synchronously for all intelligent beings in the universe, it spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the boundless universe at the speed of light.

The shock it brought completely ignited the entire universe.

The first half of the Cosmic Sea is a vast territory known as the "Holy Academy Sea".

This is a gathering place for countless elites and geniuses of civilization, a cradle of the strong and geniuses, and also a cruel battlefield that has buried countless dreams.

In this vast sea of ​​stars, there are three highly prestigious lists, recognized by all the powerful.

The list of marquises ranks one thousand, the list of kings one hundred, and the list of emperors ten.

They were known as "a thousand marquises, a hundred kings, and ten emperors".

These three lists represent the highest combat power ceilings in the three major realms of the Holy Academy Sea stage: Domain Lord, King, and Emperor.

Those on the list are all unparalleled warriors who have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They may be from the human race or from other races, but without exception, they all possess strength far surpassing their peers and an incomparably proud vision.

At this moment, in many distinct corners of the Holy Academy Sea, countless supreme beings belonging to different lists received messages from the will of the universe almost simultaneously.

……

Deep within the core of a planet designated "Hellfire-7" in the Scorched Earth region.

The gravity here is 900,000 times that of a standard cosmic unit, and the temperature is high enough to melt most divine metals instantly.

In the viscous, dark red sea of ​​lava, a towering figure, tens of thousands of meters tall, sits cross-legged.

He has no skin; his body is entirely composed of a black rock with a texture even denser than the core of a neutron star.

Golden magma flowed between the cracks in the rocks, like his scalding blood.

He has four thick arms, each more majestic than a mountain range, and he is pounding in a mysterious rhythm a metal embryo that is floating in front of him and exudes a chaotic aura.

Each strike sent tremors through the very core of the planet.

He was Pan Suihou, a powerful member of the Stone Spirit Clan renowned on the Marquis Ranking for his physical strength and forging skills.

His personality is as his name suggests: violent, direct, and he only believes in absolute power.

Just as he was about to complete his nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth strike, a stream of information surged directly into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Pan Suihou paused slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes, which were made of pure lava.

He hated being disturbed during forging, even by the forceful message of the universe's will.

But he still read it.

[Cosmic Hidden Dragon Ranking - Updated]

【Qin Feng, the Ferocious God】

[Ranking: First on the Hidden Dragon List]

Pan Suihou let out a disdainful snort.

The Hidden Dragon Ranking? It's just a game for a bunch of kids who haven't grown up yet.

He hasn't looked at this list for millions of years.

However, as he continued to look, a solemn expression appeared for the first time in those giant lava eyes.

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[Part 1: Within the Crimson Forbidden Land, he ascended the Blood God Tower, surpassing the historical figure 'Dao Yi' in battle achievements, and within the tower, he stepped into the 'Divine Forbidden' realm, refining 200,000 Blood Jade Crystals.]

[Second: At outpost 999 in Thunder Universe City, he single-handedly fought against ten thousand, slaying twelve thousand Limitless Black Hole beings, including sixty individuals listed on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.]

[Three: Also at Outpost 999, he single-handedly withstood a combined sneak attack from five Domain Lords, ultimately killing all five despite being severely wounded himself.]

For the first time, the hammering of the ten-thousand-meter-high rock body of the Marquis of Pan Sui stopped.

"Black hole level...slaying five domain lords?"

His voice, like the grinding of a thousand boulders, echoed in the Earth's core, tinged with disbelief and hoarseness, "The Divine Forbidden Domain... Before I stepped into the Domain Lord realm, this was a half-step Divine Forbidden Domain... But compared to this kid's achievements, it's simply not worth mentioning."

"What era are we living in? How can there be so many prodigies? There are three prodigies on the Hidden Dragon Ranking alone who have stepped into the Divine Forbidden Realm?!"

"Wasn't it supposed to be one in a million years?"

He was silent.

Those giant lava eyes stared intently at the words on the list, as if trying to crush every single word and see the truth behind them.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a scorching breath, which transformed into a small mushroom cloud rising in the sea of ​​lava.

"This era... is truly terrifying."

"If a black hole-level being can achieve this level, wouldn't he be able to directly challenge the old guys on our Marquis Ranking once he advances to the Domain Lord level?"

For the first time, Marquis Pan Sui felt a sense of urgency.

He glanced at the treasure that was about to take shape in front of him, and once again raised the invisible giant hammer with his four arms.

Boom! ! !
This beating was heavier and more violent than any before.

……

The Dreamweaver Nebula is a magnificent place woven from pure spiritual energy and cosmic dust.

There are no physical planets here, only countless colorful and varied gaseous masses and bands of light, like an abstract painting spanning several light-years.

At the heart of this nebula, within a most dazzling star core radiating soft, seven-colored light, a nearly transparent humanoid silhouette composed of pure light floats silently.

She is Starlight King, a mysterious powerhouse on the King Ranking whose true form has never been seen by anyone.

Her wisdom and strategy are even more formidable than her strength.

At this moment, she was immersed in the deduction of the laws, and billions of information streams were generated and destroyed on her light body. Each flash represented a deep analysis of the great Dao of the universe.

The updated information on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, like a drop of water, silently seeped into her vast, ocean-like consciousness.

Unlike Pan Suihou, she did not experience any emotional fluctuations. Instead, she analyzed all the information in an instant with an absolutely rational attitude.

The frequency of flashing on her luminous body suddenly increased several times.

"Qin Feng...a human...a disciple of the Devouring King..."

A clear and ethereal voice echoed within the star core. This voice did not travel through a medium but acted directly on the laws of space, as if the nebula itself was whispering.

"Eternal Singularity Dao Foundation, Chaos Nemesis, holder of the cosmic artifact 'Twin Masks'... Now, in addition to the 'Divine Forbidden' domain, black-gold spiritual power, and the feat of defeating five Domain Lords."

Around the Star King's radiant form, countless complex runes composed of light began to emerge. These runes rapidly combined and arranged themselves, forming a vast star map. On the star map, the area representing "humanity" suddenly intensified its light, and there was a faint tendency for it to expand outwards.

"variable."

Star King's voice remained calm, but the meaning it contained was incredibly profound.

"A huge variable that could break the current balance of the Holy Academy Sea. His growth rate has exceeded the norm. If nothing unexpected happens, when he is ennobled as a marquis, he will be unmatched on the marquis list. When he is ennobled as a king, he will also have a place in the top ten of the king list."

"The threat level of the human race must be reassessed, as well as... the potential value of allying with them."

The star map composed of light slowly rotated, and the points of light representing the top forces such as the Holy Light Clan, the Mechanical Clan, and the Demon Clan all appeared somewhat dimmed under the illumination of the new star representing Qin Feng.

"This era may be more interesting than the last one."

The Star King's light returned to calm, but the star map that predicted the future began to spin wildly deep within the star's core, at a speed tens of thousands of times faster than before.

……

"The Forgotten Imperial Mausoleum" is an independent dimension located in the cracks of time and space.

This is the burial ground of the "Gaia Holy Empire".

A once-powerful civilization, spanning hundreds of billions of galaxies and reaching the pinnacle of glory, ultimately vanished into the dust of history during a war with some unspeakable being.

In the center of the imperial mausoleum, on a throne made of countless bones of gods and demons, sat a withered figure.

He wore a tattered imperial robe that had long lost its luster and was covered in cracks, and a crooked crown on his head.

His body resembled a piece of burnt-out deadwood, his skin grayish-white, full of wrinkles, exuding an aura of death and decay.

He was the Emperor of Ember, the last emperor of the Gaia Holy Empire, and the sole survivor of that world-ending war.

He used a secret method to bind his life to the ruins of the entire empire, clinging to life until now, becoming a taboo existence on the imperial edict that no one dares to provoke.

He has not moved for hundreds of millions of years, like a real sculpture.

Surrounding him were the souls of billions of transparent, wailing citizens of the empire.

When the news of the Hidden Dragon Ranking arrived, the eternal, deathly silence in the entire imperial mausoleum was broken for the first time.

The Emperor of Embers, whose eyelids had not been opened for billions of years, slowly and laboriously lifted a slit.

There were no eyeballs in the gap, only two grayish-white flames that seemed about to go out, flickering.

He read Qin Feng's battle record.

"Ha ha……"

A dry, hoarse laugh, like the rubbing of withered leaves, came from deep within his throat, causing the millions of wailing souls around him to pause in shock.

"Divine Forbidden... Rebellion..."

His voice was broken and intermittent, filled with the vicissitudes and decay of time.

"It's so similar...it's just like that madman from back then...who brandished his sword at the gods..."

His gaze seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, reaching into the distant past, and into that equally brilliant figure who attempted to reverse the fate of the empire single-handedly.

"Has a new cycle begun...?"

"Such a brilliant era... also means... an equally devastating... Great Desolation... is about to arrive..."

The Emperor of Embers slowly closed his eyelids, and the two grayish-white flames disappeared as well.

"I hope... this time... you can go further than him..."

The imperial tombs have once again fallen into eternal silence.

But the wails of the imperial ghosts surrounding him seemed to have lessened slightly.

……

Zone 1800, Abandoned Mineral Belt.

"boom!!!"

With a single punch, Caesar blasted a ferocious Zerg ultimate black hole powerhouse into a bloody mist. Golden holy blood stained his handsome and resolute face, making him look like a blood-soaked war god.

However, his situation is not optimistic.

Hundreds of powerful beings from different races surrounded him, each with greed and killing intent in their eyes.

He, Caesar, the pride of the Holy Blood Angels, was once an ally who fought alongside Qin Feng in the Cosmic Genius Battle, and has now grown to the level of an ultimate black hole.

However, his actions were too high-profile, and during one treasure hunt, he offended several powerful forces, which led to this siege.

"Caesar! Hand over the 'Star Core Heart,' and we might spare your life!"

A demon prodigy shouted loudly.

Caesar was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, and his silver armor was covered in cracks.

He had been fighting for three days and three nights, and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted. But the fighting spirit in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"A bunch of hyenas who only dare to bully the weak, do they even deserve to touch rare treasures?"

Caesar sneered, his voice filled with disdain.

Just then, the chilling message from the Hidden Dragon Rankings flooded his mind.

Caesar was stunned for a moment, then his lips curled up uncontrollably into a wild, earth-shattering laugh.

“Haha…hahahahahahaha!”

"Qin Feng!"

"You...you! You really are one step ahead of me!"

His laughter was filled with unbridled joy, pride in his dear friend, and an ignited, boundless fighting spirit!

Number one on the Hidden Dragon List!

Forbidden Domain!

To defeat the five domain lords!

This is the demeanor that Caesar approves of in a man!
"In that case, how can I, Caesar, be stopped here by a bunch of scum!"

Caesar's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and an aura several times more violent than before erupted from his body.

"In the name of the Holy Blood—"

"Black Fury!!!"

With a roar, Caesar's body began to swell, his silver armor shattering inch by inch, and black, destructive patterns emerged from beneath his skin, climbing all over his body.

His rationality was rapidly fading, replaced by a pure, berserk will born for battle and destruction!
"Roar!!!"

Caesar let out a roar unlike any human's, transformed into a black lightning bolt, and charged into the enemy ranks.

A pure, bloody massacre ensued.

……

Human territory, Ultramarines Chapter, Seventh Legion headquarters.

Inside a standardized office with a metallic feel.

Company Commander Zhou Zheng had just finished signing the last document and uploading it to the combat group's central database.

This document outlines the handover process for his resignation as company commander of the 3rd Assault Company of the 7th Army Corps, his transition to "honorary member" of the battle group, and his application for "free exploration."

After hundreds of years of arduous training and battles, he finally reached the realm of the ultimate black hole, touching the ceiling of this realm.

According to the rules of the battle group, warriors who reach this level can choose to stay or venture out on their own to seek opportunities to break through to the level of a domain lord.

Zhou Zheng chose the latter.

He stood up, stretched his slightly stiff body, and began to plan his future path.

Just then, the message about the updated Hidden Dragon Ranking entered his mind.

When he saw that familiar name at the top of the list, and that legendary achievement, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on Zhou Zheng's usually serious face.

"Qin Feng..."

He murmured the name.

"Back in Canaan, I knew you were no ordinary person, but I never expected you to get to this point so quickly..."

In Zhou Zheng's heart, there was no jealousy, only pure emotion.

He considered himself a genius; otherwise, he could not have climbed step by step to the position of company commander in the disciplined and highly skilled Ultra Warriors.

However, there is a world of difference between geniuses.

He has just reached the limit of the black hole and is planning how to break through to the Domain Lord level.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, had already reached the pinnacle of the black hole level—the "God-Forbidden" domain—and... had begun slaughtering domain lords.

"Is this... a true prodigy?"

Zhou Zheng shook his head, clearing his mind of distracting thoughts.

"Everyone has their own path to walk. Comparing yourself to others will only disturb your own resolve. It is enough for me to walk my own path well."

He regained his composure and resolve, his eyes filled with longing for the future.

As expected of the pride of my Extreme Warriors Legion!

Zhou Zheng felt nothing but genuine pride.

……

Within the human empire, in the capital star system, lies a thriving industrial planet.

"Master Wang Ming, this is the first prototype we have built based on your latest 'Mark-7' powered armor design. Please take a look."

Inside a huge and brightly lit laboratory, Wang Ming, dressed in a white lab coat, looked at the sleek, stellar-class power armor that stood a hundred meters tall and exuded a violent aesthetic, a satisfied smile on his face.

After hundreds of years of hard work, he, Qin Feng's uncle Wang Ming, has grown from a small engineer on the morning star into a renowned stellar-class power armor designer throughout the entire star sector.

Just as he was preparing to test the prototype, an urgent, holographic news release from the Empire's official channel automatically unfolded in front of him.

The news headlines were in bright red, bold font.

Qin Feng, the human hero and number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, slayed five Domain Lords on the Road to the End, shaking the entire universe!

Wang Ming was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the blurry battle footage recorded by the outpost on the news, watching the figure maneuvering among thousands of troops and ultimately single-handedly killing five domain lords. His eyes gradually welled up with tears.

He seemed to see again thousands of years ago, on the morning star, that young man whose foundation was damaged but whose eyes were still firm and who refused to give up martial arts.

That strong child...

Now, it has grown into a towering tree that can protect the entire human race and has become the mainstay of the human race.

A mix of emotions welled up inside me: relief, pride, and more.

Wang Ming wiped his eyes and a genuine smile appeared on his face.

However, behind the smile, a deep worry appeared between his brows.

He thought of his two sons, Wang Hao and Wang Jie.

Following in the footsteps of their cousin Qin Feng, they also joined the Extreme Warriors, dreaming of fighting for humanity in the stars, just like Qin Feng.

But... it has been a full three hundred years, and no news has been sent back.

The Warband's official response is always "Unable to communicate while on a special mission".

He knew that on the brutal battlefield of space, this often meant... a grim outcome.

Should we... contact Qin Feng?
With his current status and strength, it would probably be just a matter of a single sentence for him to inquire about two lowly soldiers within the legion.

Once the thought arose, it could no longer be suppressed.

After all, they were his own flesh and blood.

Wang Ming opened his personal terminal and found the contact number that hadn't been dialed for hundreds of years and was labeled "Xiaofeng".

His finger hovered over the virtual button for a long, long time.

"Ugh……"

Finally, with a long sigh, Wang Ming shut down the terminal.

The child already carries too much burden, how can I distract him with these family matters?

……

This storm also swept through every place Qin Feng had ever been.

Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University.

Former close friends Xiong Yanfu, Tiemu, and Shi Potian are now all stellar-level powerhouses, shining brightly in their respective fields.

When they saw the battle report on the alumni network, besides the initial shock, they were filled with endless emotion and a sense of pride.

"I knew it! That kid could definitely do it!"

My former mentors, Gu Yue, Wu Shangfeng, Lin Yue, and Yu Han, are now highly respected seniors.

Looking at their glorious achievements, they all wore identical smiles of satisfaction and complex emotions.

I'm happy because my students have achieved such incredible success.

The melancholy stems from their profound realization that the gap between ordinary people and true geniuses is so vast that it prevents them from even entertaining the thought of catching up.

……

The core of the human race's territory, the Holy Academy Sea, the main campus of the Holy Academy.

Inside a magnificent temple suspended atop a dimension.

This is the location of the human race's highest authority council.

Inside the temple, light and shadow intertwine, and laws are woven together.

Each figure, exuding an aura as profound as the sea, sat upon their respective thrones.

Here, powerful figures who have been granted the title of King are everywhere, but they are only qualified to listen in.

There are countless powerful figures who have been granted the title of Emperor, yet they are merely ordinary members of the council.

Even the existence of Saint Realm beings is as numerous as hairs on a cow.

At the head of the council, several blurry figures, seemingly integrated with the universe, exuded a terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze time and space.

That is the pillar of humanity—the Cosmic Sovereign!
There are even supreme beings above the Venerable level, such as the Lord of the Universe!

At this moment, a targeted meeting is underway to address the issue of the demon race secretly researching forbidden weapons.

The atmosphere was solemn and respectful.

At that moment, almost all the participants' personal terminals lit up simultaneously.

That was a message push from the will of the universe, with the highest priority.

A powerful Emperor-level expert who was speaking was interrupted, but he showed no anger, because he knew what this meant.

The entire temple fell into a brief silence.

All the powerful figures were reading the newly updated Hidden Dragon Ranking.

A few seconds later, the silence was broken.

"With the body of a black hole, he stepped into the forbidden realm of gods and reversed the fate of five domain lords... Hiss—"

A gasp of astonishment rang out from a newly crowned emperor, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Back when I was at the Black Hole level, I stepped into the Divine Forbidden Zone and was able to defeat a newly ascended Domain Lord expert single-handedly. I was then hailed as a genius who appears only once every ten thousand years. This..."

"From the Ultramarines? Devourer's disciple?"
I remember this child; he showed promise during the Genius Battle. I never expected him to grow so quickly!

Another senior Emperor-level official said in a deep voice.

"Refining two hundred thousand Blood Jade Crystals, what does that mean? His foundation must be so strong that we can't even imagine it!"

Discussions rose and fell, and even those at the Saint Realm turned their heads and cast concerned glances.

Finally, an ancient and majestic voice, seemingly containing the ultimate truth of the universe's birth and death, emanated from the few blurry figures at the very top, slowly resounding throughout the entire temple.

"This child has the potential to become a god."

Just six words, yet they seemed to be the final, definitive conclusion.

The entire temple fell silent instantly.

All the powerful figures, including those proud and arrogant emperors, showed expressions of shock.

To receive such praise from the Lord of the Universe is beyond what the word "genius" can describe.

"Transmit my will,"

The voice continued, "Raise Qin Feng's authority to 'Level One.' All human treasure troves and secret realms will be unconditionally open to him. Spare no effort to help him grow!"

"Yes!"

Inside the temple, all the powerful figures responded in unison, their voices resounding throughout the universe.

A meeting originally intended for the demon race had its agenda completely changed due to an update to the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

At the heart of all this storm, Qin Feng remained quietly asleep in the deepest part of Thunder Universe City. His body and soul were undergoing a tremendous, unknown ultimate transformation under the influence of the "Primordial Singularity."

……

Time flows silently; for a sleeping life, it may be just a moment, or it may be eternity.

As Qin Feng's consciousness slowly rose from the endless darkness and silence, taking back control of the long-dormant body, he felt as if he had been having an incredibly long dream.

In the dream, there is endless battle, excruciating pain that tears the body apart, and the extreme realization of being on the verge of death. In the end, there is only a return to ultimate tranquility.

Ten years have passed quietly.

He opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is not a familiar scene, but a magnificent yet ancient palace dome.

The dome was cast from an unknown dark gold metal, and instead of carved beams and painted rafters, it was covered with crisscrossing, deep-seated, and terrifying battle scars.

Each battle scar seemed to contain life, with wisps of lightning flickering and flashing within them, exuding an aura of domineering power and destruction.

Just by looking at these marks, one can feel a terrifying will that seems to want to tear one's soul apart.

Qin Feng immediately recognized that this was not an ordinary decoration, but an eternal imprint left on the material world by the leakage of the will of a King-level expert during cultivation.

This grand hall itself is an ancient battlefield that has witnessed countless epic battles.

He slowly sat up, sensing his physical condition.

The grievous wound that he remembered was enough to completely annihilate any living being, and the body that had been shattered by the life-long killing power of the five domain lords, was now completely intact.

No, it's even more perfect than perfectly intact.

He could clearly perceive that every inch of his flesh, every bone, and even the depths of every cell contained an unprecedented, boundless vitality and power, like the nascent universe.

The feeling was as if his life level had undergone an incredible, ultimate leap while he was asleep without even realizing it.

Pain, weakness, a sense of impending death... all negative states have vanished.

Instead, there is an absolute confidence that one is in control of everything and omnipotent.

He looked around and found himself sitting on a futon carved from lightning crystal.

The main hall was spacious and solemn. Apart from him, there were two other futons placed in the distance, with two figures sitting quietly cross-legged, their auras deep and majestic, as if they were one with the entire universe.

One of the figures was tall and imposing, surrounded by what seemed to be an invisible and intangible black hole that could devour all light and all senses. This was his master, the Devouring King.

The other figure exuded an explosive sense of power. Even when he was just sitting still, one could feel that billions of bolts of lightning were lurking within him, ready to unleash devastating power at any moment.

It was none other than the master of this Thunder Universe City, the Thunderstorm King.

At this moment, the gazes of the two powerful kings were focused on him, calm and profound.

"you're awake."

The Devouring King's voice rang out, as gentle as ever, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet possessing a power that could instantly soothe people's hearts.

These three simple words seemed to pierce through ten years of time, completely pulling Qin Feng back to reality from the memory of that tragic battle.

"Master!"

Qin Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and his excitement was palpable.

He stood up abruptly, his movements swift and powerful, showing no signs of the sluggishness often associated with recovering from a serious illness.

He bowed deeply to the Devouring King and the Thunderstorm King, a gesture of heartfelt respect.

He knew that if it weren't for the protection of these two pillars of humanity, he would have long since turned into cosmic dust under the siege of all races, let alone be able to sleep peacefully and heal his wounds here for ten years.

Thunder King looked at Qin Feng, and a rare smile of approval appeared on his usually serious face covered with lightning patterns. He nodded heavily without saying much, but the affirmation in his eyes spoke louder than a thousand words.

The Devouring King smiled gently and said, "Qin Feng, you have just recovered from a serious illness and experienced such an extreme life-or-death battle. You must have gained a lot of insights. Your condition is better than ever before, so there is no need to be impatient."

He paused, then continued, "There are a few things you should also know."

Zhou Yu, whom you risked your life to save, has safely returned to the core territory of the human race with the complete inheritance of the Thunder Emperor. Your mission of cosmic will has been successfully completed.

As for your injuries, they have been completely healed thanks to the combined efforts of me and Lei Bao, as well as your own abnormal regenerative abilities.

So now relax, calm down, and carefully review the gains and losses of this battle. Thoroughly internalize those insights gained from this life-or-death experience, transforming them into the foundation of your own path.

The Devouring King's tone was full of satisfaction and delight; he could find no fault with his disciple's performance.

Of course, behind this satisfaction, there was actually a hint of guilt that even he himself was unaware of, and... a feeling of being both amused and exasperated.

According to his original plan, the first ten thousand years after taking Qin Feng, such a peerless prodigy, as his disciple should have been a period of free-range nurturing.

Let him enter the battlefield of all races for the first time, personally experience the vastness of the cosmic sea, witness the cruelty and bloodshed of the struggle between all races, and find his own direction through repeated trials.

When he encounters setbacks and feels lost, his master will step in at the right time, offering insightful guidance that helps him gradually understand his own path.

This is a standard process for cultivating top-tier talents, which is both robust and effective.

But... who could have imagined that Qin Feng's first official journey through the battlefield of ten thousand races, which lasted only eight thousand years, not only allowed him to find his own path but also to directly step into the legendary "forbidden realm of gods," and even casually slaughter five long-established domain lords!

This rate of improvement was so fast that it completely exceeded any common sense and utterly disrupted the teaching plans of his master, who had been granted the title of King.

This led to a rather awkward situation: although Qin Feng was the rightful disciple of the Devouring King, the most core and powerful secret technique in his combat system was actually the "Nine Spirits Yuan Diagram" created by the Nine Spirits King.

Over the past decade, this incident has been the subject of much teasing from his close friends who were also kings, who joked that he, the Devouring King, had "picked up a ready-made, cheap disciple."

(End of this chapter)