High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 305 Human Experimentation! Qin Feng's infamy shakes Death Island! The traitorous mechanical race!

The Isle of Death, a place of exile soaked in blood and despair, is as vast as a small cosmic kingdom.

On the other side of its coordinates, within a mountain belly completely concealed by tens of thousands of hidden formations and deceptive divine runes, lies the last vestige of human dignity and the spark of life.

This is the temporary command post on the outer island of the human race.

The mountainside is spacious, but its interior facilities are simple and hastily constructed.

On the cold rock walls, psionic pipelines, like giant blood vessels, are exposed, providing the minimum amount of energy needed to operate the entire base.

The air was filled with the metallic smell of rust, the faint ozone scent of psionic overload, and the lingering stench of blood and herbs belonging to the wounded.

In the very center of the base, a huge three-dimensional light screen is suspended.

On the screen of light, an incomplete star map was displayed, with large areas of darkness representing the unknown and danger.

On the star map, hundreds of faint points of light twinkled, each representing a human squad that was still active.

However, around these hundreds of points of light are many more markers that have turned to deathly gray—the tombstones of the fallen, silently telling the story of the cruelty of this war.

Before the light screen, a tall and imposing figure stood silently.

He was the supreme commander of the human garrison on the Island of Death, the Azure Wolf.

This is a man with a resolute, chiseled face, deeply marked by the passage of time and war.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, as if they could see through people's hearts, but at this moment, deep within those sharp eyes was an unyielding weariness and heaviness.

He was clad in a black armor covered in scars, his aura of iron-bloodedness and slaughter almost tangible, yet he was also entangled by a weariness that came from the depths of his soul.

He has been stationed here for over 30,000 years.

Thirty thousand years is enough time for stars to turn and for oceans to turn into mulberry fields.

For him and his men, every day was a journey on a knife's edge, a struggle on the brink of death.

He witnessed the fall of too many comrades, so many that their faces began to blur in his memory.

"Cleanup plan..."

The wolf's lips moved silently, uttering the word that weighed heavily on his heart.

The Alliance of All Races has clearly run out of patience.

No longer content with piecemeal attrition warfare, they amassed unprecedented strength and launched a final operation aimed at completely wiping out these "remnants."

During this period, the gray dots on the light screen went out faster than all of the previous thousand years combined.

He has tried his best.

Using his familiarity with the terrain and the arrogance of the high-ranking members of the various races, he acted like a master chess player, maneuvering with all his might on a chessboard where defeat was already inevitable, striving to secure a glimmer of hope for his warriors.

However, the board was too small, and the opponent had too many pieces, which were also too strong.

The appearance and entry of the Divine Prodigies is like a Damocles' sword hanging over everyone's heads, ready to fall at any moment and bring devastating blows.

In this oppressive and suffocating atmosphere, a faint light shone on the communication array beside the wolf.

The light came from a communication jade talisman that was encrypted at the highest level. Its identification number pointed to the 78th Squad, which he had recently sent to carry out a rendezvous mission.

Canglang's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

The target of the 78th Squad was the squad of Taimi, the prodigy of the West Courtyard of the Holy Academy.

According to intelligence, that area was the focus of Shi Lan's recent activities. He had previously ordered this squad to rescue Squad 16 because Squad 16 had received a large amount of medical resources.

He reached out, his fingertips heavy, and touched the jade talisman.

A flash of light appeared, and Long Zhan's weathered face appeared on the communication screen, against the backdrop of a dimly lit cave.

"Commander-in-Chief!"

Long Zhan's voice rang out, and to Cang Lang's surprise, there was no sorrow or despair in the voice he had expected. Instead, it was filled with an irrepressible excitement, as if he had survived a catastrophe.

"Report to Commander-in-Chief! The 78th Squad has completed its mission, successfully rescuing the 16th Squad, and all members have evacuated to the designated safe point! During the mission, two of our team members were killed and three were seriously injured!"

Upon hearing this result, Canglang's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

In the context of the "Cleanup Plan," the fact that only two people were able to successfully retreat from Shi Lan's activity area is almost a miracle.

However, his sharp, hawk-like gaze caught a hint of irrational fanaticism in Long Zhan's words.

"Dragon Battle,"

Canglang's voice was low and hoarse, "Report the details. How... how did you escape from Shi Lan's sight?"

"Commander-in-Chief, we..."

Long Zhan took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his turbulent emotions. "We encountered Shi Lan, and... we engaged in direct combat."

"what?!"

Canglang's pupils constricted sharply, and a surge of anger rose uncontrollably within him. "Nonsense! My orders to you were to avoid direct conflict with a God-level expert at all costs! You're gambling with everyone's lives!"

"No, Commander-in-Chief, you've misunderstood!"

Long Zhan quickly explained, his voice rising eight octaves with excitement, "It was a newcomer on our team, a brother codenamed 'Qin,' who single-handedly held off Shi Lan!"

"A direct confrontation with Shi Lan?"

Canglang's brows furrowed instantly, his eyes revealing undisguised suspicion.

"Long Zhan, wake up! Do you know what you're saying? That's Shi Lan!"

A peak domain lord of the Divine Forbidden Domain! Even I, without the advantage of terrain, would absolutely not dare to confront him head-on!

"Commander-in-Chief, everything I said is true!"

Long Zhan hurriedly defended himself, knowing how unbelievable this sounded. "Brother Qin not only confronted Shi Lan head-on, but even... even right under Shi Lan's nose, he killed a high-level domain lord from one of the myriad races! All of us, including the sixteenth squad, were saved by him!"

The wolf fell silent.

He stared at Long Zhan's face, flushed with excitement, on the screen, his mind filled with doubts.

Long Zhan is one of the most composed captains under his command, and he is by no means someone who speaks carelessly.

Could it be... that some variable beyond his comprehension has actually occurred?

He had read Qin's information. How could someone with such an unremarkable black hole limit possibly stand up to the Lord of the Forbidden Domain? Could it be a backup plan from within the human race?

Just then, Long Zhan seemed to realize the inadequacy of words. He took a deep breath and said, "Commander-in-Chief, I know this is hard to believe."

However, before Brother Qin left, he gave me something and asked me to make sure to pass it on to you.

After you read this, you will understand everything.

As soon as he finished speaking, a massive data stream poured into the command center's receiving array through the encrypted channel.

Canglang subconsciously projected the data onto the central main light screen.

Om-!
As the data stream unfolded and transformed into a complete star map, everyone in the command center inside the mountain felt their breath being sucked out in that instant.

The wolf's usually calm pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhead the moment it saw the star map!

What did he see?
It was a star map... a star map so detailed it was outrageous, so precise it was terrifying!
The incomplete map in his hand, which had been drawn with the blood and lives of the human race over tens of thousands of years, looked like a child's scribbles in front of this star map!
On this star map, every inch of land, every asteroid belt, and even every hidden psionic current is clearly marked.

Those areas they considered deadly zones were clearly marked with several safe routes that could be traversed.

They meticulously recorded the topography, resource distribution, and even the habits of potentially dangerous native creatures in those unknown territories they had never dared to set foot in.

What made his scalp tingle even more was that the star map also used dynamic light spots to mark the real-time movements and action patterns of almost all the patrol squads of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races!

This...this is not a map!

This is God's perspective!

With this star map, these "rats" struggling to survive in the darkness will instantly transform into top-tier hunters. The entire battlefield on the outer island of the Island of Death and Fall will hold no secrets for them!

"This...how is this possible..."

Canglang's voice was hoarse, and his body trembled slightly from the extreme shock.

What terrifying reconnaissance and information processing capabilities would be required to create such a star map?
This is something that no single squad, or even the commander-in-chief, could accomplish.

"It's the fierce god Qin Feng, the number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking!"

Long Zhan briefly told Cang Lang about Qin Feng's resume.

This gave Canglang a huge shock!

Number one on the Hidden Dragon List?!
Are we trapped in this deadly predicament?!
Just as his mind was in turmoil, Long Zhan's voice disappeared from the communication jade talisman. In its place came a young, calm voice, yet it contained a steady voice that seemed to be able to support the heavens and the earth.

"Commander-in-Chief Canglang, this is Qin Feng."

The moment the words fell, an image of a military seal appeared out of thin air on one side of the enormous star map, exuding an ancient, majestic, and supreme aura.

The military seal is engraved with intricate and profound patterns. At its core, the two characters "Limit" seem to contain the ultimate truth of the universe. The pressure emanating from it made even Canglang, a peak domain lord-level powerhouse, feel his soul tremble slightly.

[The Ultimate Lord's Military Seal]!
This is the highest level of humanity, a symbol of supreme authority personally granted by the legendary Lord of Limits!
The wolf's body suddenly trembled!
This iron-willed general, who had endured thousands of years of bloodshed and never bent his back, went completely blank the moment he saw this military seal.

Inside the mountain, there was a deathly silence.

All the humans in the command post were awestruck by the supreme majesty emanating from the military seal, and even their breathing became cautious.

Qin Feng's voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears through the communication jade talisman.

His speech was not fast, but it carried an undeniable authority and power, as if every word weighed a ton.

"Commander-in-Chief Canglang, from now on, I will be in charge of the overall strategic planning for all operations on Death Island."

"You have only one task: use the star map I gave you to preserve your strength, avoid any unnecessary battles, and await my next instructions."

These words were calm yet domineering.

This was not a discussion, but an order.

It is a military order issued by the person with the highest authority to subordinates, an order that brooks no argument.

At this moment, a monstrous wave surged within Canglang's heart.

As a soldier, he understood better than anyone what the [Limit Lord Military Seal] represented.

Seeing this seal is like seeing the Lord of the Limits in person!

The young man in front of him, named Qin Feng, possessed absolute decision-making power over all matters concerning the Death Island war zone, far exceeding that of the young man himself.

However, what truly shook him to his core was what Qin Feng said next.

"I don't need any human warriors to cooperate with me. Your task is to survive."

"The highest principle is to preserve oneself."

"Wait for me... to break through to the realm of Domain Lord."

Waiting for him to break through to the realm of Domain Lord!

boom!
It felt as if a million thunderbolts were exploding simultaneously in Canglang's mind.

He understood instantly, he understood everything!
The human race's leadership has not given up on them!
No, that idea is even wrong.

The only explanation is that the human race's high command may have strategically accepted the fate of the Isle of Death.

Because no rational decision-maker would waste precious human resources on this already rotten quagmire.

But Qin Feng arrived!
This legendary genius, who single-handedly stirred up the entire universe and was known as the "Fierce God," asked to come here himself!

Canglang could almost picture the scene: at the Human Race's Supreme Council, how this young prodigy would argue vehemently and deliver a passionate speech after learning that millions of his compatriots on Death Island were in dire straits and about to be completely wiped out.

In the end, how did he persuade that great Lord of Limits to obtain this military seal that represented supreme trust and authorization, and then... alone, with the determination to die, he stepped into this land of death that even those who were enfeoffed as marquises were unwilling to easily set foot in!

He wasn't sent.

He absolutely chose to come here!

As I said before, even if a genius of this caliber asked to come, the higher-ups wouldn't allow it!

An indescribable surge of warmth instantly shattered the hardened defenses that Canglang had built up over 30,000 years with coldness and despair.

His sharp, eagle-like eyes uncontrollably welled up with tears at that moment.

It wasn't because of the resentment of being stripped of power, nor because of fear.

It was because of excitement!
It is because in the deepest darkness and despair, suddenly seeing a bright sun illuminating the whole world evokes a tremor and emotion from the depths of one's soul!
He slowly straightened his already somewhat hunched back.

"Crack!"

The joints of the armor made a slight clicking sound.

At that moment, he seemed to have transformed back into the spirited general who stepped onto the battlefield 30,000 years ago.

His fatigue and weariness were swept away, replaced by an unprecedented, burning fighting spirit and hope!
Facing the blurry outline on the communication screen, he solemnly raised his right arm, pounded his chest, and gave an incomparably noble and standard military salute.

This is the respect that the weak show to the strong.

It is the obedience of subordinates to superiors.

Moreover, this is the highest respect that an old soldier who has struggled through countless years in dire straits can express to a hero who steps forward and is willing to shoulder the entire sky with his own shoulders!
"Yes!"

The wolf's voice was hoarse, yet it contained an iron will.

"The Commander-in-Chief of the Death Island Frontline, Canglang, along with all his soldiers, respectfully obeys... the War General's order!"

"Commander-in-Chief" is a respectful title used in the military for commanders who have the highest strategic planning authority over an independent theater of operations.

From this moment on, Qin Feng became the sole player in this deadly game on the Island of Death.

……

Time, on the forgotten land of the Isle of Death, is the least valuable thing, yet also the most precious.

After Qin Feng issued his military order, the remaining human forces on the entire Island of Death seemed to evaporate from the battlefield overnight.

Like a group of the most cunning ghosts, they used that God-like star map to perfectly evade the repeated mopping-up operations of the Allied Forces.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, began a long and lonely war that belonged to him alone.

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

A vast meteorite belt, this is the famous "space rift zone" of the outer island of the Island of Death and Fall.

Countless tiny, invisible spatial rifts roamed around like undercurrents in water. Even a domain lord-level expert could be instantly sliced ​​into countless fragments if they were not careful.

However, a figure strolled leisurely through this desolate place.

The Black Sky Wings behind Qin Feng fluttered gently, each flap creating a perfect black arc that seemed to blend seamlessly with space, precisely avoiding all fatal cracks.

His gaze was fixed on a small team of various races that was cautiously traversing the area not far away.

This squad is a truly luxurious team, led by three powerful high-level domain lords, and its members are all battle-hardened elites.

They were ordered to investigate the area in an attempt to uncover the truth behind the recent spate of disappearances of human squads.

In their view, although this area was dangerous, they were strong enough to protect themselves.

Unbeknownst to them, death had already arrived.

When they entered the core area of ​​the asteroid belt, Qin Feng made a move.

There was no earth-shattering burst of psionic energy, no dazzling arcane light and shadow.

There was only one line of extreme black.

Under the extreme activation of the Black Sky Wings, Qin Feng's speed instantly broke through conventional constraints, transforming into a streak of light that could not be captured by the eyes.

"Enemy attack!"

The Crystal Clan Domain Lord, who was leading the group, had just uttered those two words when his voice abruptly stopped.

A barely perceptible glint of cold light had already pierced through his brow.

【A Glimpse】!
After ten years of honing his skills, Qin Feng's mastery of this ultimate penetrating technique had become unparalleled.

That seemingly tiny point of cold light contained a terrifying power capable of piercing through everything, and its speed could easily reach a thousand times the speed of light.

"Oh no! It's that 'ghost'!"

The other two high-level domain lords were terrified.

For the past ten years, the legend of a mysterious "ghost" has been circulating among the Allied Forces of All Races.

He appears and disappears like a ghost, targeting elite teams with ruthless and deadly attacks, never missing a shot.

To their horror, they discovered that their attacks, whether psionic torrents or mental spells, were like mud sinking into the sea, unable to even make the opponent sway.

Absolute defense!
"Such terrifying speed, such terrifying offensive power!"

"His spiritual power... is black! My soul... is being eroded, being annihilated!"

These were their last thoughts as they remained in this world. The battle ended in a mere three breaths.

Qin Feng calmly hovered in the void, skillfully collecting his spoils.

Three high-level domain lords provided him with a total of 300 [Resurrection Marks].

What pleased him even more was that he extracted several high-quality Soul Crystals from the soul fragments of one of the alien domain lords who was proficient in soul magic.

This is the core material for creating intelligent assistants, and it has been one of his most important collection targets over the past ten years, besides hunting.

……

In an inconspicuous mechanical patrol squad of the Allied Forces, a mechanical warrior numbered "G-789" is meticulously carrying out his patrol mission.

Its appearance is ordinary, its performance parameters are average, and it is inconspicuous in the huge mechanical army.

No one knew that the core logic center within this mechanical body had long been replaced by a reconnaissance avatar named "Thunderbolt".

Over the past decade, Qin Feng has commanded thousands of god-level mechanical avatars, including more than a hundred mechanical race avatars, who have infiltrated various systems within the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races in various ways.

"Thunderbolt" is one of the most successful ones.

It utilizes the quantum network within the machine race, like a fish swimming in the deepest sea, silently stealing massive amounts of information.

The troop deployments of all races, the strategic plans of the high command, the supply routes of logistics, and even the mood of a certain powerful figure... all of this is transformed into the most precise data stream, continuously flowing into Qin Feng's intelligent hub, the "Tower of Babel".

This intelligence, after being analyzed and integrated by the "Tower of Babel," was transmitted to the other end in real time.

Inside the Canglang's command post, the battle situation had already undergone a complete reversal.

"Report to the commander-in-chief!"

On the screen, Long Zhan's face was filled with barely suppressed excitement. "Our unit has set up a large formation according to the ambush points provided by Commander Zhan, and has successfully annihilated the 'Blood Blade' squad of all races without suffering any casualties!"

"Report to Commander-in-Chief! Our unit withdrew from the C-37 asteroid belt thirty minutes ahead of schedule, perfectly avoiding Shi Lan's clearing route!"

The reports of victory brought an unprecedented surge of excitement to the entire command post.

With the real-time intelligence and ultra-detailed star map provided by Qin Feng, the surviving human squads truly transformed into ghosts on the battlefield.

They could always predict the routes of the various races' extermination efforts half a day or even a day in advance, thus easily avoiding their main force.

They can even use their intelligence advantage to occasionally set up ingenious traps to launch swift, accurate, and ruthless precision strikes against isolated squads of various races that they deem vulnerable.

The high command of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races is going crazy.

They expended tremendous effort, organizing several large-scale encirclement and suppression operations, but each time they struck at nothing, their efforts all coming to naught.

They no longer seemed to be facing a group of "abandoned pawns" barely clinging to life, but rather a group of ghosts with omniscient abilities.

All of this was thanks to the machine race's infiltrators.

The Mechanical Race relies solely on its own origins to distinguish its own beings. Since the Mechanical Race's prodigies have confirmed that Thunderfire is not the problem, no one from other races has any doubts.

In this way, the intelligence systems of all races were as transparent as transparent to Qin Feng.

As long as the human beings obey military orders, none of them have ever been captured.

……

Inside a massive meteorite whose core Qin Feng had hollowed out, this place had become his mobile laboratory.

Inside the laboratory, chains made of psionic runes firmly bound several powerful alien warriors to a metal platform.

Their eyes were filled with anger, resentment, and deep fear.

These creatures were all survivors that Qin Feng deliberately left alive during the hunt.

Their physical bodies or physiques are strong, like that crystal warrior who is 100 meters tall;
Or they may have unique body structures, such as that subspecies of cosmic behemoth with regenerative abilities.

They were all "experiments" for Qin Feng to verify his martial arts path.

Qin Feng's eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

Like a most rigorous and ruthless scientist, he held a psionic carving knife and meticulously put his "Path to the Limit" secret theory into practice on these living alien beings.

He observed a completely new psionic circuit, and how it burdened and benefited the physical body of a powerful crystal race member as it circulated within them.

He recorded the effect of a complex array inscription on the cell regeneration speed of a star behemoth when it was imprinted on its flesh and blood.

"No... demon! You demon! Kill me! Please, just kill me!"

The imprisoned Crystal Clan powerhouse let out a painful and desperate roar.

Completely controlled by the [Slave Seal Secret Technique], he couldn't even self-destruct and could only watch helplessly as his body became the testing ground for the other party's exploration of martial arts.

His anger and dignity seemed utterly ridiculous in the face of the other person's indifferent eyes.

In the end, his roar turned into a plea, begging Qin Feng to give him a quick death.

This process was filled with failures and bloodshed.

Countless collapses of psionic circuits caused the experimental subjects to instantly explode into a bloody mist; countless instances of array rejection caused the experimental subjects' physical bodies to rot and dissolve.

But Qin Feng's eyes remained completely unmoved throughout.

In his mind, only massive amounts of data flowed, and every action he took was a constant revision and improvement of his conception of the "path to the ultimate" leading to the highest realm.

This is the necessary cruelty on the path to becoming strong.

Under Qin Feng's guidance, the ultimate secret technique was continuously improved.

……

Ten years of hunting provided Qin Feng with a vast amount of resources.

After ten years of development, his intelligent assistant "Babel Tower" has finally completed its final evolution, successfully transforming from a rudimentary form of auxiliary intelligence into a true, independent, black hole-level intelligent life form.

On this day, deep within Qin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Tower of Babel has transformed into a colossal tower that reaches the heavens and the earth, composed of countless information flows and logical chains, radiating the light of wisdom.

However, at the very moment its evolution was complete...

Sudden changes occur.

Qin Feng's vast, boundless, and profound ocean of "pure black quality" spiritual energy, as deep as the universe, suddenly began to surge violently.

In the center of the ocean, a slowly rotating whirlpool appeared.

At the center of the vortex lies utter darkness and utter stillness.

The next moment, an irresistible, terrifying devouring force originating from the very source of the soul erupted from the center of the vortex!
"Boom!"

The entire majestic Tower of Babel was utterly powerless against this devouring force.

It began to tremble violently, and the countless streams of information that made up the tower were forcibly stripped away, transformed into the purest spiritual energy, and were frantically sucked into the black vortex.

This was a crucial integration that Qin Feng had been planning for a long time.

The process of devouring lasted for seven days and seven nights.

After the last wisp of information that constituted the "Tower of Babel" was completely swallowed up, Qin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm once again.

That pure black ocean of spiritual energy appeared to remain unchanged.

However, only Qin Feng himself knew the earth-shattering transformation that had taken place in his soul.

His "pure black quality" spiritual power, both in quantity and quality, received an increase of... one millionth after this absorption and fusion!
One in a million.

This number is so insignificant that it can be ignored by any ordinary cultivator.

But for Qin Feng, it was no less significant than a leap in his life!

The terrifying aspect of this advancement must be emphasized.

If the quality of an ordinary person's mental strength is like "wood," then even if the quality is doubled, it is still wood and cannot be compared with "steel."

Qin Feng's "pure black quality" spiritual power is based on the most advanced "divine metal" in the universe!
Its vastness is comparable to that of a real universe!
What does it mean to improve the quality of a piece of divine gold by one millionth?
That's a terrifying increase that could crush a planet!
This seemingly minor improvement gave Qin Feng a completely new and revolutionary understanding of the two most core and profound aspects of the Ultimate Secret Technique: "soul" and "will."

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, his deep black pupils seemingly containing the birth and death of billions of stars.

"As for the soul... perhaps relying on the mechanical race's talent is enough."

Qin Feng muttered to himself.

……

Ten years is but a blink of an eye for a powerful person who often secludes themselves for a thousand years.

However, the battle situation on the Island of Death and Fall has undergone a dramatic change.

On the side of the Allied Forces of All Races, the million-strong army was stuck in a quagmire.

They suffered heavy losses, yet couldn't even catch a glimpse of the human race.

Instead, a legend of a mysterious "hunter" began to quietly spread within the coalition forces.

Legend has it that he comes and goes without a trace, possesses terrifying strength, specializes in hunting down high-level domain lords, and is ruthless in his methods.

For the human race, the situation is much better.

Under Canglang's command, the casualty rate dropped to a historic low.

Everyone knows that all these changes originated from that mysterious "War General".

His existence became the faith that sustained everyone.

Qin Feng's fearsome reputation, like a blood moon quietly rising in this land of death, began to send chills down the spines of all races.

……

Another five hundred years have passed.

Five hundred and twenty years have passed since Qin Feng stepped onto the Island of Death.

Five hundred years is enough time for stars to shift and for cosmic dust to gather and disperse into new nebulae.

On this island of death and desolation, time seems to stand still, and eternal silence is the only theme.

However, the appearance of one name was like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, breaking the eternal silence and stirring up a storm of fear in the hearts of all the warriors of the Allied Forces.

This name consists of only one character – “Qin”.

Initially, he was just an insignificant variable in the plan to cleanse all races, a ghost that occasionally caused some trouble.

But as time went on, as a squad of myriad races with detailed intelligence was wiped out, and as one high-level domain lord after another, and even a peak domain lord, mysteriously disappeared, the weight of the name "Qin" began to increase dramatically.

Today, he is no longer a specific person, but a symbol, a nightmare closely linked to death, fear, and unknown evil experiments.

……

Beyond the Isle of Death lies a crystalline mountain range that reflects a faint light in the darkness, serving as a temporary stronghold for the Crystal Clan.

Inside the massive crystal cave at the heart of the mountain range, three powerful Crystal Clan peak domain lords were discussing matters.

Their bodies were made of pure psionic crystals, shimmering with an air of pride and confidence.

The leading peak domain lord, "Crystal Lattice," spoke through the resonance of the crystal, his voice carrying a hint of disdain and contempt: "That human named 'Qin,' I've read all the battle reports about him. He's just relying on his speed and being proficient in some stealth and sneak attack tricks. In terms of a head-on attack, he's nothing to fear."

Another Crystal Clan expert chimed in, “Exactly. Our physical bodies are formed from high-density spiritual energy, making them indestructible. Our defenses are unmatched among those of the same level, and we can even withstand some attacks from experts at the Divine Forbidden Realm. His penetrating techniques simply cannot break through our core.”

“We have already deployed a massive ‘crystalline cage’ array here,”

Crystal said coldly, "As long as he dares to show himself, the great formation will be activated instantly and completely imprison him. At that time, his speed, which he is so proud of, will be useless, and he will be at our mercy. Killing this person will be a great achievement."

They were full of confidence in their plan, arrogantly waiting for their prey to walk right into their trap.

Qin Feng arrived as scheduled.

However, he did not directly enter the Crystal Mountain Range as the Crystal Clan had hoped.

In the shadow of an asteroid belt far from the mountains, one of his god-level mechanical avatars quietly opened its compound eyes.

A massive data stream flashed through the core processor inside the avatar, instantly analyzing the psionic nodes of the "Crystal Lattice Cage" array.

The next moment, the avatar moved.

Instead of approaching, it used its extremely high amount of spiritual energy to launch a suicidal detonation at one of the most critical array nodes.

boom--! ! !
A violent explosion occurred, far exceeding the expectations of the Crystal Clan.

The terrifying psionic shockwave instantly destroyed the balance of the entire array. Countless crystal mountains were razed to the ground in this cataclysmic explosion, and the carefully laid traps were reduced to nothing in the chaotic psionic torrent.

"Enemy attack! How dare he..."

Crystal was both shocked and furious; he had never expected the other party to break the deadlock in such a costly manner.

Of course, the lattice was mistaken; he thought Qin Feng had forced his way in, unaware that Qin Feng possessed an endless number of mechanical avatars.

Just as all the Crystal Clan powerhouses were thrown into chaos and shock, a pitch-black shadow darted into the battlefield like a ghost.

Qin Feng's true form descended.

His target was shockingly clear: the most powerful crystal lattice.

Faced with the crystal shield that instantly condensed into a thickness of 100 meters, Qin Feng did not pause his movements at all. He put his right index and middle fingers together, and a point of extremely dark light condensed at the fingertips.

【A Glimpse】!
The light flashed and disappeared in an instant, without even causing any spatial fluctuations.

The crystal lattice, which it was so proud of and boasted that it could withstand divine restrictions, was as fragile as paper in the face of this extreme penetrating power.

The eerie light ignored all the defenses and precisely pierced through his psionic core.

"How...how...is this possible..."

The light in the lattice's eyes dimmed rapidly, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its indestructible body. Finally, with a "bang," it shattered into countless points of light.

Upon seeing this, another peak-level domain lord of the Crystal Clan was horrified and roared angrily, gathering all his spiritual energy and transforming it into a beam of destructive light that shot towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng neither dodged nor evaded, letting the attack, which was enough to severely injure a peak domain lord, strike him.

His body jolted violently, and a charred dent appeared on his chest. But the next second, under the effect of the [Primal Singularity], the injury healed completely at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Taking advantage of a gap in the opponent's attack, Qin Feng closed in and swept out the Star Devouring Spear, the violent force directly smashing the Crystal Clan expert to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, two peak domain lords perished.

The remaining three Crystal Clan powerhouses completely lost all will to fight, their hearts filled only with endless fear.

They burned their very essence and fled in different directions.

But in the face of Qin Feng's [Black Sky Wings] traveling at a thousand times the speed of light, escaping is an unrealistic hope.

This time, Qin Feng did not kill him.

His figure flashed a few times, and he caught up with the three fleeing Crystal Clan members. With his powerful mental strength combined with the [Slave Mark Secret Technique], he forcibly planted slave marks on them amidst their desperate screams.

Moments later, the battlefield returned to calm.

Qin Feng, dragging three Crystal Clan powerhouses with vacant eyes and completely enslaved, disappeared into the deep darkness.

He needs living samples to study this unique psionic physical structure, which is of extremely important reference value for his "Path to the Limit" secret technique.

After this battle, the Crystal Clan felt only a deep-seated fear of the name "Qin".

……

On a vast plain of ruins.

A colossal golden-armored beast, its size comparable to a mountain, was dozing here.

It is an elite among the Starry Sky Beasts, with noble blood and a powerful physique.

It had already heard of the infamous reputation of "Qin," especially the rumors about "evil experiments," which sent chills down the spine of this race that valued bloodlines and the flesh.

But it did not back down.

On one hand, there was a forced order from the high command of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races; on the other hand, the bounty offered by the Allied Forces for Qin Feng had accumulated to an astronomical figure, and the enormous resources were enough to drive any peak domain lord crazy.

The golden-armored behemoth, confident in its unparalleled physical body and bloodline power surpassing all others of its kind, believed it had the opportunity to kill Qin Feng head-on. If it succeeded, it would gain both fame and fortune.

It waited a long time until an undisguised, chilling aura locked onto it.

Qin Feng has arrived.

There was no sneak attack, no probing.

"Roar--!"

The golden-armored behemoth roared, its massive body unleashing unparalleled power. With a single swipe of its giant claw, it tore a dark rift in space, its force enough to pulverize an ordinary star.

Instead of retreating, Qin Feng advanced and met the attack head-on.

He needed a complete, high-strength living subject, so he didn't kill it instantly.

(End of this chapter)