High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 304 A direct confrontation with a peak-level Divine Forbidden Domain Lord! You have never been pawns! I will shoulder the burden myself!
"boom--!!!"

After absorbing everything from the Butcher, the ancient array plate unleashed a light that was billions of times brighter than the most dazzling neutron star explosion in the universe!

At the core of the light, streams of psionic energy composed of the purest destructive runes suddenly took shape, instantly engulfing the distant Stone Clan at a speed that surpassed space and time!
The Stone Clan mid-level domain lord, who was being held tightly by him, didn't even have time to scream before he was instantly decomposed into the most basic particles in the light.

The butcher's own body, amidst that endless light, with a serene smile, turned to ashes and vanished into the void.

This sudden, destructive force, capable of threatening even the forbidden realm of gods, brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

Including Shi Lan, who was locked in combat with Qin Feng, all the creatures of the Stone Clan felt a deadly threat and had to stop everything they were doing, focusing all their efforts on activating defensive secret techniques to resist the earth-shattering shockwave.

Wherever the light passed, swathes of space were annihilated, and the laws of nature shattered inch by inch.

Four Stone Clan warriors, caught completely off guard by the extreme black hole level, were instantly vaporized in this terrifying torrent of psionic energy, their bodies and souls annihilated.

Only Shi Lan and the three battle-hardened high-level domain lords, with their profound cultivation and powerful life-saving trump cards, barely survived this destructive storm.

Even so, their psionic energy surged from the impact, and their rock armor was covered in cracks, making them look disheveled.

This momentary pause created an excellent, life-risking opportunity for the 78th Squad to retreat.

Captain Long Zhan's eyes were bloodshot, and his tiger-like eyes were filled with tears.

He glanced at the spot where the butcher had disappeared, suppressing the deep sorrow in his heart, grabbed the stunned Tammy, and roared with all his might, "Go! Don't let him die in vain!"

The remaining members of the squad suppressed their grief and quickly regrouped. Led by their captain, they transformed into streaks of light and rushed into the depths of the chaotic force field without looking back. They vanished completely in a few flashes.

The destructive light slowly dissipated, leaving only Qin Feng and Shi Lanfang's four spirits on the chaotic battlefield.

The void was filled with the remains of Stone Clan warriors and the afterglow of human heroes' disappearance, a scene of utter desolation.

Shi Lan's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He glanced in the direction where the human team had disappeared, but finally fixed his cold gaze on Qin Feng.

In this battle, his squad suffered heavy losses. He failed to kill a single high-level domain lord and instead lost nearly half of his men, which was a great humiliation for him.

"This person is a hidden genius of the human race!"

Shi Lan's voice was devoid of emotion, yet it contained overwhelming killing intent. "He has already stepped into the forbidden realm of gods. The strength of his physical body and his ability to recover are comparable to the legendary immortal divine stone of our clan! We must join forces to kill him and absolutely cannot let him escape! If he gets away today, he will surely become a major threat to our clan in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining three high-level domain lords immediately dispersed, subtly forming an encirclement that blocked all of Qin Feng's escape routes.

Their gazes toward Qin Feng were filled with apprehension and solemnity.

The earth-shattering self-destruction they had just witnessed left them with lingering fear, and the monster before them, capable of fighting Lord Shi Lan head-on without dying, put them under unprecedented pressure.

A four-on-one encirclement has been formed.

Qin Feng, holding the Star-Devouring Spear, hovered silently in the center of the encirclement.

He glanced in the direction where Tammy and the others had left, and felt somewhat relieved.

Then, he turned his gaze to Shi Lan, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"hehe,"

He chuckled, his voice carrying across the entire battlefield through psionic energy, "The mighty Holy Spirit Stone Clan, flowing with the noblest blood in the universe, how have you fallen so low as to serve as dogs for these Stone Clan members? Where is your pride?"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of anger flashed across Shi Lan's usually placid, dark golden face.

Qin Feng's words struck at his deepest, most hidden pain.

As a member of the Holy Spirit Stone Clan, he should have been a high and mighty being, but due to the pursuit of a foolish senior within his clan, he was forced to obey the orders of ordinary Stone Clan leaders, something he was ashamed of.

"court death!"

Shi Lan roared angrily, and without further ado, launched the first attack.

The other three high-level domain lords also attacked simultaneously, unleashing four devastating attacks from different angles, sealing off all of Qin Feng's escape routes.

However, after withstanding several rounds of attacks, Qin Feng keenly discovered a flaw.

A fatal flaw.

He discovered that although it was a four-person attack that seemed extremely disadvantageous to him, the addition of these three high-level domain lords actually made Shi Lan's attacks more cautious.

Shi Lan's Divine Restriction Domain power is too domineering. If she were to unleash it at full power, she would be unable to distinguish between friend and foe within its range, and it would be easy for her to accidentally injure her own teammates.

Therefore, when he makes a move, he has to deliberately restrain some of his power and compress the attack range to the extreme.

This resulted in his attacks, while still fierce, losing the overwhelming and inescapable oppressive feeling that the Divine Forbidden Domain should have.

This is the opportunity!
Qin Feng made a decision in an instant.

Instead of confronting Shi Lan head-on, he began to use his superior combat skills to maneuver and maneuver among the three high-level domain lords.

A few minutes later, with a skillful maneuver, Qin Feng deliberately feigned exhaustion, exposing his back to the attack range of a high-level domain lord.

The high-level domain lord was overjoyed upon seeing this, thinking that Qin Feng was at his limit under the siege of the four. Without hesitation, he poured all his strength into the stone axe in his hand and struck with all his might, trying to split Qin Feng in two on the spot.

This is the moment!

Just as the attack from the high-level domain lord was about to strike, Qin Feng's seemingly sluggish figure suddenly burst forth with a speed that was completely different from before and terrifying!

On the [Black Sky Wings], the light of the ten restrictions flowed to its extreme, and his speed was amplified to a terrifying thousand times the speed of light in an instant!
[Inch of Light] activated!
This is his ultimate understanding of the way of the gun, the condensation and sublimation of all his skills!
A spear beam, condensed to the point of being almost nonexistent yet containing boundless sharpness, disregarded the distance of space and seemed to transcend the passage of time. To the astonishment of the high-level domain lord, it struck first despite being delayed, instantly piercing through his skull!

The ecstatic look on the face of the high-level domain lord had not yet faded when it froze completely, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

His soul, along with his indestructible head, was completely annihilated by this single [inch of light].

Kill with one blow!
After killing one person, Qin Feng didn't even pause. Using the recoil from the spear, he moved like a ghost, transforming into a streak of black light that instantly tore through a corner of the encirclement and fled into the distance.

Shi Lan was both shocked and furious. He had never expected Qin Feng to possess such terrifying speed. He wanted to give chase, but he was already a step too late.

Only one chilling, murderous voice echoed slowly across the silent battlefield:

"Shi Lan, next time we meet, I will kill you!"

The sound still lingered in the void, but Qin Feng's figure had already disappeared into the depths of the chaotic force field.

At the same time, a cold notification sound rang clearly in Qin Feng's mind:

"Ding! You have successfully killed a high-level domain lord and have gained 100 resurrection marks."

As Qin Feng sped through the area, he calmly reviewed the battle.

This battle gave him the clearest and most direct understanding of his true strength.

As long as it's not a monster like Shi Lan who has truly stepped into the "forbidden realm of gods," then anyone below the peak of the domain lord level can be killed if he wants to!

His attack power is enough to pose a fatal threat to any non-divinely forbidden domain lord.

As for facing a peak-level domain lord like Shi Lan, although the other party could not kill him in a short time, if he were completely locked down by Shi Lan's top-level trapping formation or special secret technique and lost his mobility, then under endless attrition, he would eventually be at risk of perishing.

The fact that they were able to escape this time was largely due to the element of surprise.

Throughout the entire battle, he never revealed his maximum speed of a thousand times the speed of light, which allowed Shi Lan to focus the fight on "killing" rather than "imprisoning".

If Shi Lan had made trapping him her primary goal from the beginning and had set up the trapping formation at any cost, then his escape today would probably not have been so easy.

Luck is also a part of ability. But Qin Feng knew that luck couldn't always be on his side.

He gripped the Star-Devouring Spear tightly, his eyes growing increasingly resolute.

Become stronger!
……

On the Isle of Death, in the outer island region, in an underground cavern concealed by natural meteorite craters and twisted metal debris, deathly silence is the only dominant theme.

Light is a luxury here.

Several light-emitting stones, randomly embedded in the crevices of the rock wall, were struggling to emit their weak and weary light.

The light was stretched and fragmented on the uneven rock face, casting countless mottled and swaying shadows, just like the survivors' chaotic and repressed emotions, struggling and trembling silently.

The air was filled with a complex and nauseating odor.

The heavy smell of blood is the keynote, as if it has permeated every inch of the rock's texture;

The bitter smell of the crushed elixir mingled with the stench of blood, a primal instinct for survival.
Deeper into the cave, a faint smell of burnt meat wafted over, a trace left by a tasteless meal undertaken to replenish energy.

These three flavors blend together to create a unique, suffocating atmosphere that belongs solely to this battlefield of despair.

Silence enveloped everything.

The survivors of Squad 78 were scattered throughout the cave, some sitting, some lying down.

No one spoke; even their heavy breathing sounded exceptionally clear.

The immense grief and the bewilderment of surviving the catastrophe, like an invisible giant net, bound everyone firmly to their spot.

In the darkest corner of the cave, the condition of the three seriously wounded men was critical.

Their breaths were faint, and only their chests were still rising and falling at an extremely slight frequency, proving that they were still struggling on the edge of life and death.

His body was wrapped in thick bandages, but they still couldn't completely stop the wounds from reopening. Dark red blood slowly seeped out, appearing almost black and ominous in the dim light.

As the backbone of this team, Captain Long Zhan, a high-level domain lord who has fought in blood and fire for millions of years, now had his face etched with undisguised fatigue and hardship.

His eyes were sunken, and his gaze was filled with regret and self-blame.

He was kneeling beside a seriously wounded team member, personally treating a deep, bone-revealing wound.

His movements, in stark contrast to his rugged appearance, were careful and gentle, as if he were handling a rare treasure.

A large amount of spiritual energy and mental power was gathered on the wound. Long Zhan was slowly combing it out, otherwise these things would be like maggots clinging to the bone, preventing the wound from healing.

Not far away, Yunzhou sat alone on a relatively flat rock.

He was mechanically wiping his weapon over and over again with a tattered piece of cloth.

The battle sword, which had been soaked in the blood of alien races during battle, was now polished to a gleaming shine, reflecting his seemingly calm face, which concealed a turbulent undercurrent.

His tightly furrowed brows betrayed his inner turmoil.

He was knowledgeable and of noble birth, but even he had never experienced such a thrilling battle, so close to death.

Tammy, on the other hand, is like a sculpture whose soul has been taken away.

He huddled in the most inconspicuous corner, leaning against the cold rock wall, his eyes blankly fixed on the damp ground in front of him.

There was nothing there, but in his eyes, a scene that could shatter his entire worldview kept replaying on and on—the old soldier "Butcher's" honest and rugged smiling face, and his heroic words, "If the sky falls, we old guys will hold it up."

And finally, when the Stone Clan Lord's world-destroying attack descended, the Butcher did not hesitate and used his own body to shield him.

In the instant flesh was torn apart and body was annihilated, the butcher glanced back at him, his eyes showing no pain, only resolve.

This image, like the most vicious curse, played repeatedly in his mind, torturing every inch of his nerves.

He was completely consumed by immense grief, intense self-doubt, and endless regret.

In this silent, tomb-like atmosphere of oppression, a figure appeared without a sound.

He seemed not to have entered through the cave entrance, but rather to have seeped out from the shadows, as if he had always been there, only now allowing everyone to perceive his presence.

It's Qin Feng.

His appearance instantly shattered the frozen atmosphere inside the cave.

All eyes, whether weary, numb, or in pain, involuntarily turned to him.

Qin Feng's expression remained calm as always. His deep eyes swept around, taking in the tragic scene inside the cave.

In the end, Qin Feng did not offer any words of comfort.

Because he knew better than anyone else that on this land soaked in death, after losing his comrades-in-arms with whom he had spent every day, any words of comfort seemed so pale and powerless, and might even be an untimely disturbance.

Actions speak louder than words.

He silently raised his hand, and with a thought, a pile of resources radiating astonishing spiritual energy appeared out of thin air on the open ground in front of him.

Those were not ordinary military supplies.

Among them were more than a dozen crystal-clear recovery potions, with a life-giving glow flowing inside. The mere aura emanating from them was enough to invigorate the wounded around them.
There were also several pieces of carefully cut flesh and blood medicine, each containing a vast amount of life energy, and even mysterious Dao patterns on the surface that were naturally created and destroyed. This was obviously from the essence of an extremely powerful star beast.
Even more astonishing were the several fist-sized, peculiar crystals that emitted a soft, emerald-green glow among them.

"The Stone of Life!"

Even the well-traveled Yunzhou's pupils constricted sharply upon seeing those crystals, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The Stone of Life is a rare cosmic treasure that can greatly accelerate the recovery of injuries and stabilize the source of life. In the outside world, even a small piece is priceless and is a healing treasure that countless powerful people dream of.

At this moment, Qin Feng casually tossed them on the ground as if they were ordinary stones.

The quality of these resources, in any one of them, far exceeded the highest level of supplies that their frontline squad could normally obtain.

It could even be said that even the commander-in-chief, Canglang, might not be able to so easily provide healing resources of this level.

Qin Feng didn't explain the origin of these things, but simply said to everyone in a concise tone: "Healing, recovery."

His voice was calm, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it carried an undeniable power.

This power does not stem from the oppression of status or position, but from a confidence and composure born of absolute strength, as if the sky will not fall as long as he is there.

Immersed in grief and numbness, the crowd seemed to be pulled out of the mire by this force, and subconsciously began to act.

Long Zhan was the first to react. He gave Qin Feng a deep look, his eyes filled with complex and incomprehensible emotions—gratitude, shock, doubt, and a deep sense of awe.

He did not refuse, because he knew that now was not the time to be polite.

He picked up a top-tier recovery potion and a Life Stone, carefully approached a seriously wounded soldier, and began to treat him.

With the captain taking the lead, the other team members also stepped forward, silently took what they needed, and then returned to their original positions to start treating their injuries as quickly as possible.

When the cave was once again filled with the psionic glow of the potion and the low groans of the wounded, the suffocating silence was finally broken a little.

After treating one of his teammates' injuries, Long Zhan walked up to Qin Feng. His tall frame bowed slightly, and he spoke in a solemn tone, as never before:
"Thank you so much this time, Qin."

His voice was hoarse and filled with exhaustion. "Although we... lost two brothers, we still managed to complete our mission. We successfully rescued the besieged Sixteenth Squad and brought them out despite Shi Lan's pursuit."

Yunzhou, who was standing nearby, also came over. He had already wiped his weapon clean and put it back in its sheath.

He continued, his voice still trembling with lingering fear: "Thank you is more than just a thank you. Captain, we all know that if it weren't for Qin... all of us, including the sixteenth squad that we risked our lives to rescue, would probably all have turned into dust on the Island of Death by now. We would have been completely annihilated by Shi Lan, without a single one left."

Yunzhou's words sent a jolt through all the conscious team members.

Yes, it wasn't a close battle at all; it was a complete massacre.

The power of Shi Lan, a peak-level domain lord of the God-Forbidden Realm, has exceeded their comprehension.

Faced with that catastrophic force, these so-called elite warriors were as fragile as ants.

Despair was the only feeling in everyone's heart at that time.

Until... until Qin, the "newcomer" who had always been taciturn in the team and had shown no outstanding performance except for occasionally displaying amazing insights into the theory of secret arts, stepped forward. No one expected, and could not even imagine, that a "newcomer" who had only been with them for a few short years and had always been regarded by them as a junior who needed protection, would actually hide such earth-shattering and mind-blowing terrifying strength.

Long Zhan nodded heavily, the muscles on his face twitching slightly as he recalled that scene, his shock evident in his expression: "To directly confront the peak domain lord of the Divine Forbidden Realm, 'Shi Lan'... this... this is simply unbelievable!"
I have followed Commander-in-Chief Canglang in battles for tens of thousands of years and have personally witnessed several encounters between Commander-in-Chief Canglang and Shilan.

Even someone as powerful as Lord Canglang could only rely on his absolute familiarity with the complex terrain of the outer island to move around and hide as much as possible when facing Shi Lan.

He used the natural suppression of mental power detection by the Island of Death to avoid a direct confrontation with Shi Lan and look for an opportunity to fight.

A direct confrontation? That's something I wouldn't even dare to think about!

He raised his head, staring intently at Qin Feng, and emphasized each word clearly: "And you... Qin, you actually confronted him head-on with the limit of black holes! That's a peak domain lord of the Divine Forbidden Domain!"

Long Zhan's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a tidal wave in the hearts of all the surviving team members.

Many of them, due to insufficient strength, could only protect themselves in the later stages of the battle and were unable to clearly see all the details of the duel between Qin Feng and Shi Lan.

They only knew that Qin Feng's outburst had created an opportunity for them to escape, but they didn't know just how earth-shattering this outburst was.

At this moment, hearing the highest praise for Qin Feng's strength from their most trusted and respected captain was an unparalleled experience.

Using the limits of black holes, it directly confronts the peak of the God-Forbidden Domain Lord!

Each of those words felt as heavy as a mountain, crashing down on their hearts.

In an instant, the way everyone in the cave looked at Qin Feng underwent a dramatic change.

If the previous gratitude and curiosity were instinctive reactions to their savior, then at this moment, those gazes had completely transformed into awe, almost like looking up to a deity.

They understood that the man they called "Qin" was someone whose significance went far beyond that of a "powerful comrade-in-arms."

The powerful dialogue between Long Zhan and Yun Zhou was like the sharpest steel needle, piercing through the hard shell that Taimi had been hiding behind numbness and sluggishness.

"Peak of Divine Forbidden Realm..."

He muttered to himself, and a sliver of focus finally returned to his empty eyes.

Then, that sliver of focus was quickly overwhelmed by endless pain, and large, scalding tears rolled down his previously vacant eyes without warning, tracing his dusty and blood-stained cheeks, splashing into tiny droplets on the ground.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the grief he had suppressed for so long burst forth like a flood, instantly overwhelming all his psychological defenses.

He spoke hoarsely, his voice thick with sobs and choked with emotion. His words seemed directed at everyone in the cave, but they were more like a long-overdue judgment upon his own soul:
“I…when I was in the Holy Academy…I often…often saw battle reports coming back from the front lines…”

His words came out haltingly, each word seemingly uttered with all his might. “The battle reports always say… ‘Our tribe has won a great victory. Three hundred of us died in battle, but ten thousand enemy heads were taken.’… Every time I see such a battle report, I feel… I feel it is a tremendous victory, an unparalleled glory…”

At this point, he suddenly became agitated, his hands gripping his disheveled hair tightly without his control, his nails digging deep into his scalp, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

"I never... I never really cared! I never really cared what 'three hundred dead' even meant!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with a heart-wrenching self-reproach, "In my subconscious, I even felt... compared to the glorious achievement of beheading tens of thousands, this was a very, very small number!"

It's a price we should all pay!
It's the necessary, acceptable sacrifice to achieve glory!

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes, which were completely blurred by tears, filled with bloodshot veins and deep-seated pain and regret.

"Until today...until Brother Butcher...died right in front of me to save me...only now do I truly understand! Only now do I truly understand!"

He pounded his chest hard with his fist, making a dull thud.

"That's not a number! That's not a fucking cold number at all!"

Behind every number is a living, breathing person!

A living, breathing person who can laugh, curse, boast, and miss their family!
It was a tragic fall!

I used to be... I used to be a self-righteous, arrogant, and utterly disrespectful bastard!

Tammy was completely devastated.

He buried his face between his knees, and suppressed, wounded animal-like whimpers echoed through the cave, breaking the hearts of those who heard them.

His worldview was shattered by the final lesson the butcher taught him with his life.

The knowledge in the books of the Holy Academy, the glorious achievements in the virtual battlefield, and the grand principles spoken by the teachers all seem so empty and ridiculous in the face of the cruel reality of "death".

"Growth happens between life and death."

The words Qin Feng had whispered to him when his Dao heart wavered now exploded in the depths of his mind like a black lightning bolt, accompanied by a thunderous roar!

boom!
He got it.

He finally understood the true meaning of those words.

A true warrior is never defined by how many virtual enemies they have defeated in the empire's most prestigious arenas, nor by how many exquisite secret techniques they have mastered.

A true warrior is someone who, after witnessing the most extreme cruelty of war and the truest form of death, still chooses to grip his weapon again, carrying the will and expectations of the deceased, and rises anew from the pool of blood and ruins.

Looking at Taimi, who had completely collapsed yet was also experiencing a kind of rebirth in the midst of collapse, Yunzhou sighed deeply.

He stepped forward, said nothing, but reached out and patted Tammy's trembling shoulder heavily.

Then, in an incredibly calm yet deeply solemn voice, he said, "Tami, you must remember this. We survived this time because two people risked their lives for us. One was Brother Butcher, who taught you what 'sacrifice' truly means through his own demise."

He paused, his gaze piercing through the dim air, landing precisely on the figure that had remained calm throughout.

His gaze became incredibly sharp at that moment, filled with absolute certainty and a hint of fanaticism that even he himself was unaware of.

"And the other one..."

"It's Qin Feng."

"Qin Feng?"

The name struck Tammy like a thunderclap.

He abruptly lifted his head from his arms, his tear-streaked face filled with disbelief.

He stared blankly at the taciturn man before him, who had shared life and death with them, his lips trembling, barely able to utter a complete sentence.

"The number one on the Hidden Dragon List, the one who single-handedly stirred up the winds and clouds of the entire universe... the fierce god Qin Feng?!"

This name was extremely well-known to the geniuses from the core territory of the human race, such as Taimi and Yunzhou.

That's more than just a name; it's a legend, a myth, a peerless ruthless man who rose rapidly over thousands of years, whose brilliance even surpassed that of countless older powerhouses!
However, for Long Zhan and several other veterans who have been stationed here for many years, this name was completely unfamiliar.

"Qin Feng, the Fierce God?"

Long Zhan looked at Yun Zhou with a blank expression, his brows furrowed. "Who is he? Is he famous?"

The other veterans looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

They had been trapped on this desolate island of death for far too long, almost completely cut off from the outside world, and knew nothing of the major events that had recently occurred within the human territory.

Yunzhou noticed their confusion and explained, "Captain, it's normal that you don't know."

Secret realms like the Isle of Death and the Crimson Forbidden Land, which are shrouded in special rules, largely shield the perception of the cosmic will.

Therefore, information from lists like the "Hidden Dragon List" and the "Marquis List," which require real-time updates, cannot be transmitted here.

“You have been stationed here for several thousand years, and for over ten thousand years, as has the captain.”

As for Brother Qin Feng... the time since he truly rose to prominence in the sight of all races in the universe is only ten thousand years.

Your information happens to be out of sync with his legendary story.

After hearing Yunzhou's explanation, Long Zhan and the others suddenly understood, but what followed was an even stronger curiosity.

Who exactly is this "Qin Feng" that is so highly praised by the son of the Nine Spirits King of Yunzhou, and even associated with his previous feat of directly confronting the peak of the Divine Forbidden Realm?
Yunzhou took a deep breath. He knew that every word he was about to utter would completely overturn the veterans' understanding.

He didn't embellish the story; he simply used the most concise and objective language to slowly recount a resume that could be described as legendary:
"Brother Qin Feng is the champion of our Human Empire in the Cosmic Genius Battle!"

"chief?!"

Long Zhan cried out in shock, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light.

The title of "Chief of the Cosmic Genius Battle" carries immense weight for this veteran soldier! It means he is invincible among his generation!

Yunzhou nodded and continued, "After the Genius Battle ended, he did not rest. In the 'Twin Rivers' secret realm, he single-handedly suppressed and killed enemies from all races and seized a cosmic treasure."

"At the border outpost of the Thunder Universe Kingdom, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he broke through the barrier and advanced to the Divine Forbidden Domain. He then defied the heavens and attacked the higher realms, single-handedly slaying five renowned alien domain lords with just a spear!"

"After this battle, his fearsome reputation completely shook the world, causing the highest levels of our human race to tremble, and countless powerful beings from other races to take notice!"

Every word Yunzhou said was like a heavy hammer, striking Long Zhan and the other veterans' hearts hard.

They stared blankly at Qin Feng, who stood not far away, his expression still calm.

It turns out that the young man who fought alongside them and was treated as a new recruit was actually a legendary killing god!
The way they looked at Qin Feng could no longer be described as simple awe.

It was the kind of fervor and excitement one feels when suddenly seeing a magnificent sun rise in endless darkness!
It's the ecstasy of a drowning person who grabs onto an unsinkable giant ship!
Long Zhan's body trembled violently with excitement.

He suddenly stood up from the ground. The movement was so sudden that it aggravated his wounds, causing a sharp pain, but he didn't care.

There was a faint glimmer of tears in his tiger-like eyes.

"So...so that vague rumor that's been circulating in the military all along...is true!"

His voice trembled, and he almost roared, "The human race's leadership has not abandoned us! They have not treated us as expendable pawns!"

They...they sent their strongest prodigies, the brightest hope of our human race...to save us!"

At this moment, the string of "hope" in the hearts of all the surviving veterans, which had been worn down to almost a broken state by endless despair and loneliness, was reconnected.

They are no longer alone, no longer the forgotten.

Qin Feng's arrival is, in itself, the loudest declaration that the human race's high command has never given up on them!

Faced with Long Zhan's almost reverent gaze, Qin Feng neither flinched nor showed humility.

He readily accepted this heartfelt respect, knowing that he needed to use this method to rebuild the morale of this collapsing team.

His expression turned incredibly solemn, his gaze sweeping over each person present in turn, and his deep, steady voice echoed clearly in the cave:
"Ah."

A simple syllable, yet it contains an affirmation of immense weight.

He surveyed the crowd, then spoke, each word carrying the weight of metal and stone, brimming with unparalleled dominance and an unwavering sense of responsibility:
"If no one can carry the banner, then I will!"

"All races believe that the Island of Death is a discarded pawn of our human race, a piece of flesh and blood that is rotting and can be thrown away at will."

Then I will come in person!

I want to show them through my actions that every human warrior is invaluable and cannot be lost!

"I step forward, I've come to this Island of Death!"

"I will bear the consequences of this whole affair all by myself!"

These words, though lacking in flowery language, are filled with a powerful and moving force.

It was like a raging fire, instantly igniting the passion in the hearts of everyone present.

All sadness and despair seemed to be washed away by this soaring passion at this moment!

Seeing the renewed fighting spirit in everyone's eyes, Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Over the past ten years, I have basically figured out the terrain of the outer island, the patterns of the spiritual energy tides, and the details of the troop distribution of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races."

I have a complete star map here, I will copy it for you.

He paused, his gaze sharpening and becoming authoritative, before issuing his first command as the "game-changer."

"After that, I will act alone."

"From this moment forward, you, and all the human warriors still struggling to survive on this land, have only one task: to live!"

"Survive at all costs!"

"Live until... the day I can carve through this island of death!"

"Believe me, this time won't be long."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng took out a blank jade talisman.

As he poured his mental energy into it, an unimaginable torrent of data began to surge into it.

That's more than just a map.

That was the result of his ten years of infiltration into the Island of Death and Fall, during which he released over a thousand god-level mechanical avatars, including countless tiny reconnaissance units called "Thunderbolts," to conduct a thorough scan and exploration of the entire outer island, a process akin to digging three feet into the ground.

Then, after billions of precise calculations, planning, and analysis by the auxiliary intelligent prototype "Tower of Babel", an ultra-detailed dynamic star map is finally generated.

The value of this star map is immeasurable.

It is thousands or even tens of thousands of times more detailed than the map in the hands of Commander Canglang, which was painstakingly explored by countless soldiers with their blood and lives!
The structure of almost every inch of land, every meteorite crater that could be used for hiding, every hidden underground psionic current, and even the rotation patterns and blind spots of the patrol teams of all races were clearly marked.

For the human defenders on the Isle of Death, this is a "bible" for survival!
A few moments later, the data copy was complete.

Qin Feng handed the heavy jade talisman to Long Zhan.

With trembling hands, Long Zhan accepted the jade talisman.

He could sense the vast, star-studded information contained within it.

At that moment, his and his teammates' eyes reddened.

They couldn't imagine what kind of resolve Qin Feng, a top genius with an infinitely bright future and the hope of humanity, had to be willing to come alone to this death zone that even Marquis-level experts were unwilling to set foot in, bringing such precious hope to them, these forgotten "abandoned children".

This kindness is heavier than heaven and earth.

"Take care of yourself!"

Qin Feng nodded slightly to everyone as a farewell.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and walked out of the cave.

His figure flickered a few times in the light and shadow at the cave entrance before disappearing completely into the deep darkness, as if he had never existed.

He chose to leave immediately for two reasons.

Firstly, with the star map completed, he now possesses the absolute confidence to safely roam the entire outer island, no longer needing to rely on any squad to hide himself, and can even give back to the human race.

Secondly, and most importantly.

His "Path to the Limit" secret technique, which he is currently developing based on the 30 billion body-refining secret technique, has reached 1% perfection and has once again hit a bottleneck.

This bottleneck can no longer be overcome simply by simulating mechanical avatars and deducing the "Tower of Babel".

He needs to fight, he needs to experiment with real, powerful flesh and blood to perfect his martial arts theory.

And on this island of death, what it has in abundance is powerful... prey!
Inside the cave, the survivors of Squad 78 remained staring blankly in the direction where Qin Feng had disappeared, speechless for a long time.

Only the warm jade talisman in Long Zhan's hand, and the flame of "hope" that rekindled in everyone's hearts, silently proved that Qin Feng had indeed been there.

The human race's leadership has not abandoned them!
They are not expendable pawns!
(End of this chapter)