High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 315 Imperial War! Qin Feng's Divine Path Shocks the World! Khorne's Gaze!

The exit of the Island of Death.

Compared to the confidence that the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Races exuded, tinged with a hint of cruelty and anticipation, the atmosphere on the human side was particularly tense, solemn, and even tinged with an indescribable anxiety.

"No news yet?"

A powerful king-level warrior, clad in crimson armor and seemingly burning with boundless fighting spirit, couldn't help but speak first. His voice was filled with barely suppressed impatience, "What exactly is the situation inside the Island of Death and Fall?"
Our internal communications have been completely blocked by those scum from all races using the [Great Array of Interdimensional Isolation]!

Beside him, a more composed-looking king, whose eyes seemed to hold the rise and fall of countless stars, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Unable to detect."

The last piece of intelligence we have is a sentence that the Lord of Limits forcibly sent in 30,000 years ago using the [Universal Knowledge Talisman].

He told the Sky-Piercing Marquis and his men on the inner island that all races had mobilized the six strongest divine forbidden forces under the Prism Emperor, along with a million elite troops from the Undead and Mechanical races, to lay a trap. The situation on the outer island was critical, and he ordered them to abandon the outer island, hold the inner island, and wait for a turning point in 30,000 years.

These words made the atmosphere in the control room even more oppressive.

Six top-tier domain lords of the Divine Forbidden Realm, and a million elite troops.

At that time, those left behind on the outer island were only more than 10,000 human soldiers led by Canglang, and... that young man on whom they had placed high hopes, but who was only at the Black Hole level.

"That kid Qin Feng..."

The Devouring King stood with his hands behind his back.

He stared at the deep vortex, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

There are concerns, and there are expectations.

He was Qin Feng's master, and he knew better than anyone else present just how monstrous his disciple was.

But he also knew that Qin Feng was facing a hopeless dead end.

"He went in to break the deadlock. This is the path he chose himself, and it is also the common expectation of all the great powers of the Holy Academy."

The Devouring King's voice was very soft, as if he were saying to himself, "But, facing such a lineup, he..."

He said no more.

All the powerful figures present understood the unspoken words.

The prerequisite for breaking the deadlock is having the power to overturn the chessboard.

At that time, Qin Feng had the potential, but not the ability.

"The Lord of Limits once deduced this."

Another emperor, with white hair and beard and holding an ancient star map, slowly spoke, his voice carrying a kind of wisdom that seemed to see through everything, "There are two solutions to this situation."

Firstly, in that desperate situation, Qin Feng saw through life and death, comprehended his own path, and broke through against the odds amidst a vast army, thus becoming a true Domain Lord.

If he can do that, then with his incredible 'limit' foundation, he can sweep through the Divine Forbidden Zone as soon as he enters the Domain Lord realm.

At that time, what will emerge from that vortex will be him and our entire human army, while all other races will be slaughtered by him alone.

Upon hearing this possibility, a burning hope flashed in the eyes of the several kings present, but that light quickly dimmed.

It's so hard.

How did he manage to break through amidst the siege of a million-strong army and the six divine restrictions?
It's hard.

In fact, if Qin Feng hadn't had a mechanical avatar to gather intelligence, and if it weren't for the mental energy barrier and restrictions within the Island of Death and Fall, Qin Feng would probably have been surrounded and killed long ago.

"What about the second one?"

The red-armored king who had been enfeoffed earlier pressed for an answer.

Holding the star map, Emperor Feng sighed: "Secondly, if he fails to break through to the Domain Lord level... then it's hard to say. The Limit Lord's deduction results are chaotic and full of variables."

However, he believed that Qin Feng had many ways to protect himself and was very meticulous. Even if he failed to break the deadlock, he would not perish inside.

The most likely scenario is that he will use some trump card that none of us know to escape alone.

This result left everyone speechless.

If Qin Feng escapes alone, it means that the 120 marquises, including the Sky-Supporting Marquis, inside the Island of Death and Fall, as well as the more than 10,000 human soldiers on the outer island, will be completely wiped out.

Humanity will lose this battle for the top-tier secret realm that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, suffering heavy losses.

At this moment, the key to determining the final outcome lies in the hands of the vortex that is about to be unleashed.

What emerged from there—was it a human hero who created a myth and led his comrades back home, or a mighty coalition of all races laden with the corpses and spoils of human heroes?

This answer will directly determine the final outcome of the battle here, and may even affect the strategic posture of humanity and all other races on the entire cosmic battlefield for tens of thousands of years to come.

The wait became incredibly agonizing.

Every minute, every second, felt like it was being stretched out infinitely.

The coldness and desolation of the universe seemed to freeze and extinguish the flames of hope in everyone's hearts, bit by bit.

……

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was much more relaxed at the heart of the Allied Forces camp.

Several emperors, radiating immortal divine power, were exchanging their wills.

“Prism, you seem to be a little too nervous.”

A thought filled with decay and death arose, it was the Abyss Slaughter Emperor of the Undead Clan, "For a mere Black Hole-level junior, you have actually sent three emperors, including you and me, along with 'Zero' of the Mechanical Clan, to this place, and even mobilized nearly half of your elite legions."

This kind of force would be more than enough to besiege a newly appointed emperor.

"What do you know."

The will of the Prism Emperor transformed into a dazzling humanoid figure of light and shadow. His voice was devoid of any emotion, yet it carried an undeniable arrogance and determination: "That human named Qin Feng is different."

His growth trajectory has exceeded the bounds of common sense.

I entered the Island of Death and Meteorite with the help of a cosmic artifact and witnessed him trigger the Dao Tribulation of the 'Nine-Colored Divine Thunder'.

That kind of rating signifies that he has embarked on the path to godhood.

"Oh? Nine-Colored Divine Lightning?"

A slight fluctuation appeared in Yuan Tu Huang's will, clearly indicating that this word had also caught his attention. "That is indeed rare."

"Exactly."

Lingguang Huang said coldly.

"This child must die!"

The Prism Emperor's will became incredibly sharp, cutting through the surrounding space. "If he doesn't die, given the unreasonable rate of growth he's shown, he will become a major threat to us in at most another 100,000 years! At that time, he will be the calamity that will wipe out my Crystal Clan!"

"Therefore, I set up this deadly trap."

"Prism Emperor continued."

"Hehehe..."

The Abyss Emperor let out a laugh that sounded like the grinding of dry bones. "You've schemed to this extent. It seems that the human junior is indeed hopeless. Very well, it's been a long time since I've personally crushed a so-called 'eternal Qilin' of the human race. I'm actually looking forward to him coming out alive, to add a little bit of fun for me."

"Um……"

"Even if we have to give up all the crystallized universes, we must kill Qin Feng! Qin Feng was originally in the Forbidden Domain of Gods, with the potential to become a god, and now he has proven the path of godhood!"

"Qin Feng must be killed!"

……

Thus, the human race, unaware of the information within the Isle of Death, was worried about Qin Feng, while the myriad races knew that Qin Feng had walked the Path of God and prepared to surround and kill him.

Time passed second by second in these two completely different, yet equally suffocating atmospheres.

finally--

The enormous vortex at the exit, which had captivated the hearts of billions of living beings, began to show a visible change in its rotation speed.

The darkness at its center, as if a pebble had been thrown in, rippled outwards with an extremely faint yet incredibly clear ripple.

"It's coming out!"

Someone, seemingly out of nowhere, let out an uncontrollable gasp from the depths of their soul.

All of a sudden!
Countless gazes, whether from the tense, expectant, and worried humans or the confident, cruel, and indifferent races, were like countless unsheathed swords, instantly piercing through time and space and focusing on that insignificant ripple!

All the low-level battlefields where battles were taking place seemed to have received some kind of invisible command, and the frequency of attacks decreased in unison.

At this moment, the entire universe seemed to be slowed down.

The ripples of the whirlpool spread out in concentric circles, becoming increasingly violent.

The deep darkness in its center began to be replaced by an unusual light.

The light was initially faint, but in an instant it began to become dazzling.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the powerful humans who had almost stopped breathing, a figure, against the light, slowly and step by step, stepped out from the center of the vortex.

He had black hair and black eyes, a resolute face, and a posture as straight as a spear.

The moment he appeared, there were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor did he release any world-destroying pressure.

Strangely, the surrounding psionic field, which had been in chaos due to the clash of wills, began to calm down and become tamed around him, as if it were paying homage to its king.

The stars dimmed and the sun and moon lost their light, not because he had swallowed the light, but because the brilliance of the entire universe seemed to have gathered on him alone at this moment.

He simply stood there quietly, before the spatial vortex, under the gaze of billions of soldiers.

But that terrifying divine aura swept across the entire star field like an invisible storm, surprising all the kings and even the high-ranking emperors present!

Immediately afterward, one figure after another began to file out from behind him, despite his not-so-robust physique.

Canglang, Taimi... more than 10,000 human soldiers wearing standard power armor still bear the marks of battle on their armor.

Their eyes held a fervent, almost religious, flame.

The human warriors formed a neat military formation, their momentum unstoppable, like an iron torrent capable of crushing everything!

At the forefront of the army formation, the 120 human marquis-level experts who should have perished on the inner island—including Qingtian Marquis, Liewu Marquis, Jian Marquis, and Bingxin Marquis—were all present, their auras as deep as the sea and their fighting spirit soaring to the heavens!
Their gazes, like the sharpest swords, coldly swept over the massive coalition of all races opposite them, filled with undisguised killing intent and hatred!

"It's...it's Qin Feng!!!"

"It's our people! It's our human army! They...they've all come out! Not a single one is missing!"

"Lord Qingtian and the others... are still alive!"

When the human army appeared, intact and even more imposing than when they entered, the human camp fell into a deathly silence that lasted for several seconds.

Everyone's eyes widened.

This...how is this possible? !
Immediately after they confirmed that this was not a hallucination, an indescribable ecstasy, suppressed for tens of thousands of years, erupted from the chests of each person like a volcano!
"We won!!! We won!"

"Hahahaha—we won! The Isle of Deathfall belongs to us humans!"

"A miracle! This is a true miracle!!"

The earth-shattering cheers converged into a torrent of will that surpassed any secret technique, violently impacting this desolate universe.

Countless battle-hardened warriors with hearts as strong as steel were moved to tears at this moment, and roared to the sky!
victory!

They actually won this war concerning the fate of their race in the most incredible and fantastical way!

Humans were overjoyed.

All races are enraged!
Upon seeing Qin Feng's calm, almost indifferent face, and the well-organized, spirited human army behind him, Prism Emperor's will, composed of pure light, instantly surged violently.

"God's way!!!"

A roar containing boundless killing intent, horror, and a trace of fear that even he himself was unaware of was no longer a simple sound, but rather like the primordial singularity of the Big Bang, resounding deep within the souls of all the King and Emperor level powerhouses!
Emperor Prism could no longer maintain his lofty, godlike demeanor. He completely lost his composure!

Because he knew better than anyone what the words "Divine Path" represented!
That represents a being forging a completely new, unprecedented path to godhood that belongs only to them!
Every single being who embarks on this path is a unique monster throughout the ages!
Their future is full of infinite possibilities; their potential may even surpass the original rules that created this universe!

"This child... has forged his own divine path!!"

The will of the Prism Emperor roared madly, "He cannot live! He cannot leave here alive!!"

"Kill Qin Feng!!!"

"If he does not die, he will surely become an eternal threat to all races!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Prism Emperor had already disregarded everything and launched a fierce attack!

He didn't even pay attention to the emperors of the same level as him in the human camp, directly breaking the unwritten agreement among the strong and launching a fatal blow against a "junior"!
hum-

Boundless divine light burst forth from his will, instantly converging into an extremely thin beam of destructive light that seemed to pierce through the entire river of time and space!
This beam of light disregards space and time; the moment it appears, it has already reached its target!

It locks onto Qin Feng's origin, his past, present, and future!

This was a full-force attack from the emperor in his rage, enough to completely erase an immortal king, along with the laws he governed, from the universe!

"What?! The Divine Path?!"

At the same time that Prism Emperor roared, the human race's Devouring King, Martial God King, and other emperors were all stunned for a moment. Then, their eyes burst forth with a light that was billions of times more dazzling than that of the other races!

That wasn't surprise, that wasn't shock.

That was... ecstasy!
It was an extreme ecstasy of seeing the supreme hope for the future of the race!

A peerless genius who has forged his own "divine path"!

what does this mean?
This means that in the future, a god may be born among the human race!
The divine prohibition is merely the qualification to become a god. The future is full of uncertainty. It is only a possibility to become a god. However, if one walks the path of the gods and does not perish, one is destined to become a god!
This is an unparalleled destiny powerful enough to change the entire universe!

"Protect Qin Feng!"

Almost at the same time that Prism Emperor made his move, beside Devouring King, a human emperor with a towering figure like a mountain, holding a huge war bow and exuding an ancient and boundless aura, also let out a roar that shook the galaxy.

"At all costs, escort him away! He is the pride of our race throughout the ages!!"

This human archery master's reaction time was incredibly fast.

Without the slightest hesitation, he drew his bow, nocked the arrow, and his entire movement flowed smoothly, perfectly in harmony with the laws of nature.

An arrow, burning with golden flames and formed entirely from his own imperial laws, instantly appeared on the bowstring.

"go with!"

The bowstring vibrated, and the golden arrow vanished instantly!

It also disregarded time and space, arriving first despite being later, like an eternal divine light piercing through the darkness, striking the Prism Emperor's all-destroying white beam of light with unparalleled precision!

boom! !

At this moment, the entire universe seemed to lose its sound and color.

Only at that single point of impact did it transform into absolute light and heat.

The collision of the two royal-level powers triggered a terrifying explosion in the void, comparable to the Great Cataclysm of the universe!
A colossal black hole instantly formed at the center of the collision, only to be torn apart by the impact of two even more powerful laws!

The devastating psionic storm transformed into visible ripples in spacetime, spreading wildly in all directions and instantly turning countless stars and war fortresses that were too close together into dust!
This earth-shattering strike was the signal!

It is... the clarion call of total war!

……

When Qin Feng's identity as the "creator of the Divine Path" was proclaimed to the world by the Prism Emperor of the Myriad Races Alliance in a manner almost like a Daoist roar, the spacetime string of this star field, which was already stretched to its limit due to the confrontation between the two major camps, snapped.

"kill!"

"Protect!"

These two words, so different yet containing the same level of resolute will, exploded like two primordial stars colliding, resounding throughout the will seas of all the Emperor-level beings.

Without any superfluous words or pointless probing, the intensity of the war was instantly pushed to its climax.

The Human Devouring King, a colossal being who existed in countless ancient histories and whose body seemed capable of swallowing an entire galaxy whole, smiled.

That was a laugh that was a mixture of overwhelming killing intent and a desperate act of protection.

Behind him, a black hole phantom slowly emerged, vast and boundless, distorting and swallowing all light, laws, and even time.

With a single step, the very foundation of the universe seemed to groan as he unleashed a punch at Prism Emperor, who was closest to him and whose killing intent was most intense.

"You are all courting death!"

This punch had no earth-shattering brilliance, only a pure, unadorned "devouring" and "ending".

Wherever the fist passed, the galaxy dimmed, the Great Dao wailed, and a vacuum zone spanning several light-years was forcibly punched out, as if a piece of flesh had been ripped from the body of the universe.

Devouring King!
He has been on the royal list for tens of millions of years!
Countless kings have been crowned throughout the universe, yet the King List only includes a hundred!
The Devouring King is half a step into the divine path and has even stepped into the divine forbidden realm. It is no problem for him to use his kingly body to fight against the emperor!

This is the true value of the imperial edict.

"Devouring Heaven! Does your human race truly intend to wage a royal war for a mere junior?!"

The Prism Emperor roared. His true form was a strange life form composed of billions of facets. Each facet reflected different laws and radiance. At this moment, billions of laws intertwined, transforming into an endless "Mirror of Myriad Laws," directly confronting the Devouring King's fist, which was powerful enough to bury a universe.

boom! ! !
An indescribable psionic storm swept across the land; it was a collision of "Tao" against "Tao," a clash of the fundamental rules of the universe.

The stars closest to the battlefield were unable to withstand the impact of this aftershock for even a moment, and were silently extinguished like blown-out candles, along with the entire planetary system under their jurisdiction, which turned into cosmic dust.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Hahaha, an immortal royal war? For the future of my human race, today, let this universe hear the war song of my human race!"

Another human emperor, the Flame Emperor, whose body was engulfed in undying battle flames, made his move with a maniacal laugh. His opponent was a queen from the Zerg, whose body was so enormous that it was comparable to a moving star fortress.

War has been fully ignited.

"kill!!!"

Devouring King, Martial God King, Abyss Slaughter Emperor, Zero Emperor... all the emperors at the top participated in the war at the same time!
"For humanity!"

"For all races!"

The battle erupted in that instant, in the most brutal and thorough way!
The most crucial battlefield was an earth-shattering duel between more than a dozen powerful emperors.

They plunged into higher dimensions, and each battle caused galaxies to collapse and the Great Dao to groan!
Below them were hundreds of powerful kings, each unleashing their own laws and engaging in a fierce and brutal battle!

Further away, tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of massive armies, like two dark torrents sweeping across the entire starry sea, collided violently after a brief pause, carrying an even more frenzied killing intent!
The purpose of the allied forces of all races became crystal clear and unanimously unified at this moment:

We will spare no effort and pay any price to completely annihilate Qin Feng, that peerless prodigy who has just stepped out of the "Path of God" and may threaten the life and death of many races in the future!
And the human race's goals are equally unwavering as ever:
We must fight with all our might, even at the cost of everything, to protect that rising star that carries the future and supreme hope of humanity!
And protect those massive amounts of cosmic crystals that Qingtianhou and his group brought out from the Island of Death and Fall, which were enough to change the fate of their race!

This is a racial war with no way out!

A cosmic war that affected several star systems and affected the fate of countless races was ignited the moment Qin Feng stepped out of the vortex, thus beginning its bloody and magnificent prelude!

……

In the center of this royal-level battlefield, a place worthy of being recorded in the annals of cosmic history, Qin Feng, the singularity of the storm, appeared unusually calm.

His soul, that "pure black" soul, allowed him to examine everything before him with an almost absolutely rational perspective.

He knew very well that at this moment, he was the fuse that ignited this war, the root cause of everything.

But he should not, and cannot, be the protagonist of this war.

At least, not now.

The battlefield of the emperors is a realm of laws, a clash of laws.

Even after 30,000 years of seclusion, his current strength is enough to kill six divine forbidden beings with a single thought, and he can even contend with a low-level Marquis. However, in this kind of royal war where star fields are sunk and the Great Dao is shattered, he is still like a small boat that could be capsized at any time.

What is his greatest role?
Instead of staying behind, they would try to fight the emperor head-on with their abnormally strong physique.

That's not bravery, that's foolishness.

His greatest function was to "disappear".

Vanished from everyone's sight, vanished from the locks of all emperors, carrying with him the hope for the future of humanity, and the [Cosmic Crystal] that would drive any race mad with envy, he completely left this battlefield.

Only if he disappears, and the cosmic crystal disappears, will this royal war, which has already reached a fever pitch, have a slight chance of gradually subsiding due to the loss of its most crucial objective.

Upon thinking of this, Qin Feng's eyes remained completely still.

Without hesitation, without doubt, and without being overwhelmed by the earth-shattering scene of the imperial war before them.

His Dao heart had long been honed to an unbreakable state through countless life-and-death experiences and endless loneliness.

Turn around!

His movements were swift and decisive, as if it were just a routine rehearsal.

The [Limited Body], which had been refined over 30,000 years and incorporated 30 top-tier domain lord-level treasures as its array core, erupted with unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

It was not a dazzling divine light, but a white light that was restrained to the extreme.

hum!
His figure transformed into a streak of light.

"Want to leave?!"

Prism Emperor immediately sensed Qin Feng's intention. Countless facets simultaneously erupted with dazzling divine light, which distorted space and time, transforming into an invisible cage made of laws that enveloped the direction Qin Feng had fled.

That was the method of an emperor; his words became law, and in the blink of an eye, he could seal off an entire star field.

"Your opponent is me!"

The Devouring King's cold voice rang out, and the black hole phantom that devoured everything suddenly expanded, actually swallowing the law cage whole without even causing a ripple.

"Qingtian, Liewu! You two, escort our clan's prodigy, escort the crystallized universe back safely!"

The Devouring King's voice, like a divine decree, resounded in the ears of every human marquis.

"As the king commands!"

The eyes of the 120 newly enfeoffed marquises, including Qingtian Marquis and Liewu Marquis, gleamed with fanaticism.

They understand the situation!
It was Qin Feng who single-handedly broke through the outer island, giving them a chance to revive, and thus obtained countless cosmic crystals!
Qin Feng is an unparalleled genius who created his own divine path!

There have been very few of them among the entire human race!

Moreover, putting everything else aside, Qin Feng saved them! Otherwise, they would have had to wait countless years in the Land of Death to be resurrected! Or perhaps they would never be resurrected at all!
Without the slightest hesitation, they instantly formed an ancient battle formation.

The auras of the 120 marquises were perfectly integrated through the operation of the battle formation, transforming into a torrent that closely followed Qin Feng's streak of light.

At this moment, the core logic of the battlefield was clearly understood by the highest levels of both sides.

The goal of the Alliance of Myriad Races is to nip the "Path of God" in the bud, sparing no expense to completely eliminate Qin Feng, this unprecedented variable, before he can grow up. If they can seize the crystallization of the universe, that would be even better.

Humanity's goal is to preserve this "seed of the future" and safely return the massive amount of [Cosmic Crystals] that are enough to change the very foundation of the race to its territory.

That's clear.

Once Qin Feng and the Cosmic Crystal leave the battlefield, this imperial war, which has been extremely costly for both sides and may even shake the very foundations of their races, will lose its core significance.

After all, the strength of the human race and the alliance of all races was roughly equal, and neither could do anything to the other.

If the fight truly goes on to the death, until emperors bleed and galaxies shatter, the final result will only be mutual destruction, allowing a third-party race lurking in the shadows of the universe, like vultures waiting for their chance, to reap the benefits.

This principle is understood by Devourer King, Prism Emperor, Zerg Queen, and all other participating emperors.

Therefore, the moment Qin Feng withdrew, the offensive and defensive situation on the entire battlefield underwent a subtle change.

On the side of the Alliance of Myriad Races, several Emperors were dispatched, desperately trying to break through the defenses of the human emperors and pursue Qin Feng.

Their attacks grew increasingly ferocious, even burning their own royal essence in an attempt to create an opening.

On the human side, all the emperors, including the Devouring King, stood like the strongest dam, firmly blocking the path of the emperors of all races.

They refused to yield an inch, exchanging wounds for wounds, blood for blood, constructing an insurmountable wall of sighs composed of the bodies of emperors and the Great Dao.

The focus of the battlefield has shifted from "the battle of the kings" to "pursuit and interception".

Once Qin Feng successfully escapes, the intensity of the battle in the distance should decrease, eventually returning to a controllable standoff.

However, things took an unexpected turn that defied everyone's expectations.

……

The anomaly occurred suddenly about fifteen minutes after Qin Feng and the others had completely left the core area of ​​the Royal War.

It was a feeling that couldn't be described in words.

It was as if a pair of cold, malice-filled, and insane eyes were slowly opening in some unknown dimension, watching with great interest this battlefield that had become a river of blood.

Immediately afterwards, a strange, insane, and bloodthirsty aura, like an invisible and most vicious plague, silently and quietly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

This aura did not originate from any of the participants; it seemed to seep out from the void, to spring from the cracks of time, and to originate from the deepest and most filthy malice of the universe.

It disregarded the differences in cultivation levels and racial distinctions, fairly "bestowing" its favor upon every living being present.

Whether it is the human race or any other race.

From ordinary Domain Lord-level warriors who patrol the edge of the battlefield, providing auxiliary attacks, to King-level powerhouses who fight one-on-one and cause stars to fall, and then to those high above who can decide the fate of billions of lives with a single thought...

An ominous, eerie blood-red light began to quietly emanate from the depths of everyone's eyes.

At first, the blood-red light was very faint, like smoke, and disappeared in a flash.

But as more and more lives fell on the battlefield, and as more and more royal blood and kingly blood flowed in the cold universe, that bloody light became increasingly intense and increasingly frenzied.

Reason is quietly fading away.

The killing intent was boiling wildly.

"Die! Die!"

A king from the troll race, whose original opponent was a human swordsman king.

The battle between the two was a contest full of profound truths; the clash between sword light and demonic flames was exquisite yet deadly.

But at this moment, the troll king's eyes had turned completely crimson. He abandoned all his exquisite combat skills and all his defenses, like a wild beast that had completely gone mad. He used his demonic body, which was comparable to divine metal, to forcefully crash into the human sword king's sword formation.

Puff puff!
Thousands of sword lights pierced his demonic body in an instant, bringing out large swaths of dark green royal blood.

But instead of pain, his face revealed an extreme, morbid pleasure.

He grabbed the human sword king's sword-wielding arm, opened his blood-red maw, and tore off half of the sword and the arm!

"madman!"

The human sword king retreated in shock, but in his eyes, there was also an uncontrollable flash of bloodlust.

The pain of being severely injured did not calm him down; instead, it aroused the most primal ferocity deep within him.

"kill!"

He let out a roar that was not human, and with his remaining arm, he wielded the divine sword, burning his own kingly essence, and charged forward once more.

Such scenarios are not isolated incidents.

The entire battlefield began to slide in an incomprehensible direction, purely for killing and destruction.

The attack has ceased to be a purely tactical suppression, but rather a hysterical and reckless outburst.

The clash of laws is filled with the most primal, savage violence and destructive desires.

"Hahahaha... Not enough! Not enough!!"

At the heart of the battlefield, the Barbarian Bone King, a figure from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races known for his composure, suddenly let out a maniacal laugh.

His opponent was the Mountain King of the human race, a powerful king known for his defense.

The Barbarian King's attack had dragged on for a long time without success. Under normal circumstances, he might have chosen to temporarily retreat and look for an opportunity to strike. But at this moment, all he could see was a sea of ​​blood.

"Splitter! Try this!!"

He roared and suddenly raised the weapon in his hand that was connected to his mind and soul and had been refined for millions of years—a huge bone club made from the spine of an unknown cosmic behemoth.

hum!
A destructive light shone from the bone club, and countless ancient and brutal runes surged wildly like an activated volcano.

"Oh no! He's about to self-destruct his royal weapon!"

Alarm bells rang in the heart of the Mountain King, and a deadly sense of crisis enveloped him.

Self-destruction of one's accompanying royal weapon is tantamount to cutting off one's own arm for a king, and may even permanently damage one's foundation of the Great Dao. It is a forbidden method that should never be used unless it is a matter of life and death.

But now, that's exactly what the Barbarian King did!

His purpose in doing this was not even to perish together with the Mountain King, but simply to leave a wound on that indestructible "mountain"!
"Crazy! You're completely crazy!"

The Mountain King roared, pushing his defenses to the limit. One after another, towering phantom mountains formed from the laws of nature appeared, layer upon layer, firmly protecting him in the center.

However, the next second.

Boom! ...

The indescribable roar did not travel through sound, but acted directly on the soul and the level of the true spirit.

Barbarian King's companion bone club exploded!

That was the culmination of a powerful king's life's work, an extension of his laws, and the explosive power of it was extremely terrifying.

Click... click...

The layers upon layers of phantom divine mountains in front of King Lieshan were like porcelain struck by an iron hammer, covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and then shattered with a crash!

The devastating psionic energy slammed into the body of the Mountain King.

puff!
Even the Mountain-Splitting King, renowned for his defense, was blasted backward by this attack, leaving a horrific wound on his chest that revealed bone and even the beating of his divine heart. His royal blood, as if it were free, sprayed out, staining the starry sky red.

Meanwhile, the Barbarian Bone King, who had detonated the King's weapons, was in an even more miserable state.

The terrifying recoil force blasted half of his body, along with half of his head, into a cloud of blood mist.

His breath instantly weakened to the lowest point, like a candle flickering in the wind.

but……

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

But he was laughing wildly.

The laughter was filled with satisfaction, joy, and supreme praise for bloodshed and destruction.

He looked at the wounds on the Mountain King's body as if he were admiring the most perfect work of art.

"It's worth it...it's totally worth it..."

He laughed as he allowed his remaining body to be completely swallowed up by the subsequent psionic storm and reduced to nothingness.

This scene sent a chill down the spines of everyone who witnessed it, whether human or of any other race.

Something is wrong!
Something is wrong!
Even if it's a bloody battle between races, even if it's a life-or-death feud, it shouldn't be like this!

That kind of pure, reckless, and destructive madness has gone beyond the scope of normal warfare.

Even the battlefield for emperors was affected.

The light refracted by the countless facets of the Prism Emperor was no longer the pure light of law, but was tinged with an eerie blood-red hue.

His attacks became increasingly reckless, each strike seemingly aimed at dragging the entire universe into an abyss of destruction.

The all-consuming black hole of the Devouring King also seemed to become "hungry," radiating a terrifying will that yearned to devour the flesh and soul of all living beings.

"Damn it... what on earth is going on?"

For the first time, a sense of foreboding arose in the Devouring King's heart.

As one of the most powerful beings in the universe, he could naturally sense the eerie aura permeating the void, but he was unable to trace its source.

That power seemed to belong to a different universe, or rather, it was above the rules he could understand.

It is polluting, it is tempting, it is turning this war, which should have had a clear strategic objective, into a...

A grand, bloody event dedicated to some unknown being...

Sacrifice!

……

at the same time.

On the edge of the main battlefield.

Qin Feng, leading 120 human marquises, is undertaking an extreme, silent interstellar journey.

His speed was at its limit.

The Primordial Furnace Array within the Ultimate Body resonated perfectly with the Ultimate Array, frantically burning the spiritual energy stored within his body. With each flash, it could traverse a distance that an ordinary cultivator could not cover in a lifetime.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly.

The aftershocks of the imperial war in the rear had become so weak that they were almost imperceptible.

The pursuers from all races did not appear.

However, an indescribable unease lingered in Qin Feng's heart.

This unease was not unfounded; it stemmed from an extraordinary intuition born of his "pure black" soul.

He stopped, hovering in the cold void, his brows furrowed.

"Qin Feng, what's wrong?"

Lord Qingtian came to his side and asked in a deep voice.

His eyes still retained their clarity, but upon closer inspection, one could also detect a very faint trace of bloodshot color flowing beneath them.

It was only because they had long since left the battlefield that the influence of that eerie aura was negligible.

Qin Feng did not answer. He closed his eyes and raised his senses to the limit.

His soul, like an invisible spider web, spread in all directions, trying to capture the source of that unease.

at this time!

hum - hum - hum -

A violent tremor, originating from the level of his soul, suddenly came from his waist!
Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly looked down.

Five hideous heads, suspended from his waist by ropes formed from soul power, were trembling violently and emitting an eerie light.
At this moment, they seemed to come alive!

Among them, the one that reacted most violently and shone the brightest was the head of the Khorne champion!
Qin Feng knew that only the will of the evil god could trigger the reaction of these spoils.

(End of this chapter)