High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 318 Slaying Blood Butcher! I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the prodigy of the human race! Khorne curses the stinking stone!
On a desolate continent no more than ten thousand miles in circumference, two figures faced each other from afar.

Their auras, though no longer at their initial peak, were even more refined and more... terrifying than before!
That was a pure and extreme killing intent honed through four thousand years of continuous life-and-death battles!
At this moment, Qin Feng's appearance was extremely miserable.

His platinum-gold "Limited Body" was now covered with countless deep, bone-revealing knife marks.

These wounds are crisscrossed, with almost no patch of intact skin.

Among them, several of the most gruesome wounds were covered with wisps of blood-red marks, like maggots clinging to bones, frantically wrapping around and eroding the body, stubbornly preventing the [Limited Body] from repairing itself.

That was Blood Slaughter Marquis branding his Dao seal fiercely onto Qin Feng's body, eroding his life force every second.

However, despite the severe physical damage, Qin Feng's eyes were brighter and more profound than they had been four thousand years ago.

Those pure black pupils were like two black holes that devoured everything; one glance from them would make even one's soul sink into their depths.

Opposite him, Blood Butcher looked no better.

Half of his body had been smashed apart by Qin Feng's fist in a dangerous counterattack, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The stark white bones and writhing internal organs, exposed to the air, appeared particularly grotesque and terrifying.

But the aura emanating from him was still so powerful that it was terrifying.

His single eye burned with a mad flame, an endless obsession that disregarded life and death, solely to slay the enemy before him!
Four thousand years of fighting have already pushed their potential and trump cards to the limit.

This is a contest of will and endurance; whoever falls first is the loser!
"Ho...ho..."

Blood Butcher's throat emitted a panting sound like a broken bellows. His single eye was fixed on Qin Feng, a hint of madness and determination flashing in it.

He knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

If this continues, he'll be the first to die from exhaustion!
The opponent's monstrous physical body and endless spiritual energy are simply a nightmare for all enemies!

We must... fight to the death!

"Little beast..."

Blood Butcher's voice was hoarse and low, yet filled with deep-seated resentment.

"I must admit, you are the most monstrous genius I have ever seen in my life... If you were in the outside world, given time, you would surely become the nightmare of all my races..."

"It's just a pity... you have no future!"

"To have driven me to this point, you have every reason to be proud!"

"Today, I will use this last blade of mine to... send you to your grave!"

The moment the words fell, Blood Butcher's entire tattered body burst into flames like a candle!

His dried flesh, broken bones, and even his burning Dao Seal of Conferring Marquis status, at this moment, all transformed into the purest fuel, surging wildly into the blood-red battle blade in his hand!

Buzz buzz buzz buzz——!
The blood-red battle blade emitted an unprecedentedly violent mournful cry, and cracks began to spread along its blade, as if it could not withstand this earth-shattering power and might shatter at any moment!

An indescribable, terrifying aura, enough to make the entire blood-red martial arts arena tremble, emanated from the blade!
"This move, I can only use once in my entire life..."

"To die by this blade is your honor!"

Blood Butcher's face appeared distorted and ferocious under the burning of the soul fire.

He raised his battle sword high, using his last and most powerful strength to slowly, yet with unwavering resolve, slash down at Qin Feng!

"Bury the Heavens!!!"

Cut it out with one knife!

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

Yes, it was just a pitch-black "line".

This line was so thin and so dark, but the moment it appeared, all the light, all the sound, and all the laws of the entire Crimson Martial Arts Arena seemed to be swallowed up by it!

This world is mourning!
This space is collapsing!

It was as if the end of the entire [Crimson Arena] was about to befall them with this one strike!

This strike locked onto Qin Feng's physical body, soul, and true spirit, leaving him with no way to avoid it or retreat!

This is a fatal blow that stakes everything on a mid-level marquis!
Facing this deadly blade, powerful enough to annihilate heaven and earth and unstoppable, Qin Feng showed no fear or despair.

Quite the opposite.

Slowly, very slowly, a strangely eerie smile crept onto the corners of his mouth.

In that smile, there was relief, expectation, madness, and even more... a deeply hidden pity.

"what……"

A soft laugh escaped his lips.

Then, the laughter grew louder and louder, eventually transforming into unrestrained, maniacal laughter that resounded throughout the shattered void!

“Haha…hahahahahahaha!”

"Blood Slaughter Marquis, Blood Slaughter Marquis... Thank you!"

"Thank you so much for your tireless 'feeding' over the past four thousand years!!!"

This sudden turn of events caused a flicker of astonishment and confusion to cross the single eye of the nearly lifeless Blood Butcher.

Is this kid crazy?

How can someone still laugh when death is imminent?!

However, he will never understand that just before that pitch-black blade line called "Burial of Heaven" was about to strike him.

What earth-shattering changes occurred in Qin Feng's vast sea of ​​consciousness, which was as boundless as the universe!
Those tens of thousands of intelligent souls that had been operating at high speed for four thousand years seemed to receive a final command at this moment, and all the light instantly converged into one point!
They have finally integrated and pieced together the massive amount of data about the "Nine Killings Scripture" that they have stolen, analyzed, and deduced from Blood Slaughter Marquis over the past four thousand years!
The incomplete puzzle pieces were perfectly pieced together.

The final answer was derived from a series of complex formulas.

Om-! ! !
In an instant, a complete, profound, and even more optimized and better suited to Qin Feng's own amplification technique model was successfully constructed!
Become!

Right now!
"It's now!"

Qin Feng roared inwardly!

That gaping, maniacally laughing mouth suddenly inhaled!
In that instant, the [Primordial Furnace Array] within his body seemed to sense its master's will, unleashing an unprecedented and terrifying power that devoured heaven and earth!
A sudden loud bang!
An immense devouring power instantly descended upon his sea of ​​consciousness, swallowing up the tens of thousands of intelligent souls that had just completed their mission, along with their incredible deductive results!
Devour! Refine! Absorb!

An unimaginably vast and extremely pure soul energy surged forth like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, madly flooding into Qin Feng's pure black primordial soul!

In an instant, his already vast ocean of souls surged with tremendous waves once again! Nourished by this immense spiritual energy, the "quantity" of his soul increased dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye!
No more, no less, exactly 10%!

The surge of the soul brings about an elevation of perception and a leap in thinking!
The whole world seemed to have changed in his eyes!

At the same time, a complete scripture called "Nine Killings Scripture" was no longer data or a model, but was deeply imprinted in Qin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness!

It was as if he was born with this secret skill!
Success in stealing the secret!

At this moment, the pitch-black "Burial of Heaven" blade line was less than three inches away from his brow.

……

Before the blade even arrived, the terrifying killing intent that annihilated all things caused the void around Qin Feng to collapse inch by inch, turning into the most primordial chaos.

The laws of spacetime are as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of such extreme power, easily torn and crushed.

A twisted and ferocious ecstasy had already blossomed on Blood Butcher's face.

He could almost see Qin Feng's [Limited Body] being split in two, his soul being completely annihilated into nothingness by his own sword intent.

Four thousand years of bloody war, four thousand years of frustration and exhaustion, will finally come to a perfect end at this moment! He, Blood Slaughter Marquis, will become a legend who personally strangles the founder of the "Divine Path" of the human race!

However, in that split second, in that life-or-death moment...

Facing that deadly strike that would make any powerful Marquis despair, Qin Feng showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a cold and eerie arc.

His eyes, as black as the eternal night, were calm and deep, seemingly capable of swallowing all light.

He calmly watched the ever-expanding line of death, as if admiring a work of art about to shatter.

"Om-!"

A blood-red aura, originating from the same source as the Blood Butcher's aura but even purer, more domineering, and more primal, suddenly erupted from Qin Feng's body!
Mysterious and ferocious blood-red battle runes, like living divine chains, emerged from beneath his skin and rapidly spread throughout his body.

Each of those battle patterns seemed to contain an unparalleled will to destroy heaven and earth!

"Nine Killings Scripture..."

Qin Feng uttered four words that made Blood Butcher Marquis's heart tremble. His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a divine decree descending from the heavens, filled with unquestionable majesty and power, "...First level!"

boom! ! ! !

A deafening roar, like the first rumble at the beginning of the universe!
Qin Feng's aura suddenly doubled the moment he uttered the last word!
If he was a majestic, immovable, and unfathomable ancient sacred mountain before, then now he is a fully awakened, active volcano about to erupt with world-destroying power!

He did not use any weapons, nor did he use any sophisticated moves.

Faced with that "Heaven-Burial" blade line, he simply raised his right hand, his five fingers together, like a primal heavenly blade, and gently swung it forward.

There was no earth-shattering collision of laws, no dazzling explosion of divine light.

Qin Feng's palm, with such effortless precision, imprinted itself on the edge of that jet-black blade.

"Click..."

A crisp sound, like shattering glass, resounded throughout the desolate, blood-red continent.

The "Burial of Heaven" blade, which contained all of Blood Slaughter Marquis's essence and spirit and was powerful enough to severely injure or even kill a Marquis of the same rank, froze instantly the moment it made contact with Qin Feng's palm.

Immediately afterwards, fine cracks, like a spider web, spread wildly from the point of contact.

next moment.

"boom!"

The blade's edge crumbled, shattering into pieces!

It transformed into countless, purest fragments of light, which dissipated into nothingness.

The wild joy and ferocity on Blood Butcher's face froze completely.

He felt as if he had been struck by a chaotic divine lightning bolt from the deepest hell, standing frozen in place, his mind blank, his thoughts almost completely halted.

Time, at this moment, seems to be infinitely stretched.

What did he see?
He saw that Qin Feng had the same blood-red battle markings as his own!
He felt that familiar feeling of power instantly doubling and penetrating to his very bones!

Isn't that the very technique that made him famous and allowed him to dominate the cosmic battlefield for tens of millions of years without ever being defeated—the Nine Killings Scripture?!
"Do not……"

Blood Butcher's lips trembled, uttering incoherent syllables as if in a dream.

"No...this is impossible!!!"

A shrill, distorted roar finally erupted from the depths of his throat, a sound filled with endless shock, absurdity, and a deep-seated emotion called fear.

"The Nine Killings Scripture is a secret technique created by His Majesty the Nine Killings Emperor of my demon race!"

Throughout the entire universe, apart from the Nine Kill Emperor lineage, no one knows this! You, a human! How could you possibly?!

Blood Slaughter Marquis was completely stunned. His Dao Heart was subjected to an unprecedented and violent impact at this moment, and even began to show cracks.

What was happening before his eyes was completely beyond his comprehension and overturned his martial arts worldview, which he had built up over tens of millions of years.

A human unleashed the secret technique that the demon king had hidden away, right in front of him.
This is even more absurd and bizarre than seeing a giant star beast embroidering!
However, Qin Feng had no intention of giving him any explanation.

The only response he received was a pair of increasingly cold and indifferent eyes, and a calm voice that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Your 'tips' are very useful."

The moment the words left his mouth, Qin Feng moved.

He took a step forward, and the crimson earth beneath his feet collapsed with a deafening roar. His entire body transformed into a streak of platinum-gold light, and he charged towards Blood Butcher.

This time, he was no longer the "punching bag" who could only passively defend.

"boom!"

A single punch, simple and direct, yet containing a terrifying power, doubled in power, enough to make the stars pale in comparison.

Wherever the fist passed, the void twisted and collapsed over a large area, forming a visible spatial fault.

In his horror, Blood Butcher could only hastily raise his knife to parry.

"clang--!"

The clanging of metal was like the simultaneous tolling of millions of divine bells, causing the entire blood-red training ground to shake violently.

Blood Butcher felt an irresistible, overwhelming force emanating from the blade. He felt as if he had been struck head-on by a high-speed star, and the sound of bones shattering echoed through his arms. The blood-red battle blade in his hand let out a mournful cry and nearly slipped from his grasp.

His body was sent flying backward uncontrollably, carving a terrifying ravine thousands of feet deep into the hard, blood-red earth, crashing into a towering mountain range in the distance before finally coming to a stop.

"puff!"

A mouthful of golden blood containing fragments of the Dao Seal gushed out from Blood Slaughter Marquis's mouth. His gaze toward Qin Feng had completely shifted from shock to horror.

The amplification from just the first level of the Nine Killings Scripture, combined with that monstrous [Limited Body], was enough to firmly suppress him!

However, this is just the beginning.

Blood Butcher's horror quickly transformed into a deep-seated fear, which ultimately turned into endless despair.

Because he discovered that Qin Feng's speed of mastering the Nine Killings Scripture was far beyond the realm of "common sense," reaching a level that could be described as "taboo."

The battle continues.

However, the balance of power has been completely reversed.

The first millennium has passed.

After yet another earth-shattering collision, the crimson battle patterns on Qin Feng's body changed once more, becoming more complex and profound, and a terrifying aura far surpassing the previous one suddenly erupted!

"Nine Killings Scripture, Third Level!"

Qin Feng's icy voice, like a death knell, tolled in Blood Butcher's ears.

Triple combat power boost!
"Do not!!!"

Blood Slaughter Lord let out a furious roar of resentment, pushing his Nine Killings Scripture to its limit in an attempt to contend with Qin Feng.

However, everything is in vain.

Qin Feng's punches and kicks became more expansive and powerful, filled with absolute power that could crush everything.

No matter how unpredictable and ruthless Blood Butcher's swordsmanship was, it all seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Qin Feng's unreasonable and terrifying power.

He was completely suppressed. Every collision only aggravated his injuries, and his Dao foundation trembled violently.

He went from being a high-ranking hunter to a prey struggling to survive.

He felt like a master teacher who was imparting all his knowledge, while Qin Feng in front of him was a prodigy whose learning ability was so extraordinary that it was outrageous.

This monster is using his most prized skill to push him step by step into the abyss of death in a way that can only be described as humiliating.

The third millennium.

When the battle entered the sixth millennium.

"Boom!"

Qin Feng's aura surged again, reaching a level that made Blood Butcher Marquis feel suffocated.

The crimson battle markings on his body had become like ancient totems branded onto divine metal, exuding an aura of destruction and slaughter.

"Nine Killings Scripture, Sixth Level!"

Six times the combat power!
At this moment, Qin Feng's every move seemed to be able to draw upon the power of the entire Crimson Martial Arts Arena.

Even his ordinary straight punch can create a terrifying effect of spatial collapse.

Blood Slaughter Marquis had completely lost the ability to resist. He could only be blasted away by Qin Feng like a ball, his physical body constantly collapsing and reassembling under the repeated heavy blows, and the fire of his soul becoming dimmer and dimmer in this endless torment.

In his heart, only numbness and fear remained.

He couldn't understand it, nor could he comprehend it.

why?
what is this? !

How did this monster manage to do that?! Finally, when the total duration of the battle reached an incredibly precise ten thousand years...

In the center of this blood-red continent, which had long been shattered and riddled with spatial rifts and chaotic currents, Qin Feng slowly stopped his pursuit.

He floated silently in the void, his eyes closed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Blood Butcher fled frantically backward, creating a considerable distance between himself and Qin Feng.

He was covered in blood, his breath was extremely weak, and his hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably.

He looked at Qin Feng in horror, wondering what even more terrifying methods this devil was brewing.

The next moment, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly snapped open!

Two beams of white-gold divine light, seemingly tangible, pierced through the void, illuminating this dark world!
"Roar--!"

A long roar, emanating from the depths of his soul, burst forth from Qin Feng's mouth. The roar was filled with the exhilaration and domineering power of something suppressed for ten thousand years, finally being released!
The crimson battle patterns on his body reached their peak at this moment, as if they were about to burst into flames, transforming into a crimson divine armor woven from pure rules of slaughter, perfectly enveloping him within it.

A terrifying aura, perfect and flawless, dominating heaven and earth, swept across the entire Crimson Martial Arts Arena like a cosmic storm!

"Nine Killings Scripture... Ninth Level!!!"

Blood Butcher was utterly desperate.

His eyes instantly lost all their light, turning ashen.

He seemed to have all his energy drained away, and even standing became difficult. The blood-red battle sword in his hand hung limply at his sides.

Thirty million years...

He clearly remembered that it took him more than 30 million years to cultivate this secret technique of the demon king to the ninth level of perfection!
Thirty million years of arduous cultivation and thirty million years of painstaking effort have made him who he is today, a mid-level Marquis who is considered powerful among his peers!
And this monster before us...

This junior, a domain lord-level figure whom he considered prey and had been hunting for a full thousand years...

Yet, in these short ten thousand years, they have treated him as a living textbook and as a whetstone to hone their skills!
He painstakingly cultivated this supreme secret technique from scratch, starting from nothing, to the same level of perfection as himself!
Ten thousand years, compared to thirty million years!
What an absurd, what a despairing gap this is!
What terrifying, what incredible level of comprehension and computational ability!
At this moment, Blood Butcher finally understood.

The young man before me can no longer be described as a "genius".

He's a monster!

It's taboo!
It is a monster that should not exist in this universe at all, a monster that breaks the norm and rules!

No wonder he was able to walk the path of the gods!

"The game... is over."

Qin Feng's cold, emotionless voice, like a final judgment, tolled the death knell for Blood Butcher.

With a terrifying nine-fold increase in combat power, the pure power that his [Limited Body] could unleash had reached a level that even he himself found terrifying.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a platinum-gold spear formed from his own power appeared in his palm.

The tip of the spear locked onto the figure in the distance who had completely lost the will to fight.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor any world-destroying momentum.

Qin Feng simply extended the spear forward gently.

【A Glimpse】!
hum!
A streak of extremely thin yet extremely dazzling white-gold light flashed and disappeared from the tip of the spear.

This attack was amplified by the terrifying power of the Nine Killings Scripture.

This strike was the ultimate manifestation of Qin Feng's understanding of pure "force" since he embarked on the "Path of Limits".

This strike is a "limit" of light, powerful enough to pierce through the Dao Seal and annihilate the true spirit!
too fast!
It's so fast that it transcends the passage of time and ignores the distance of space!

Before Blood Butcher could even process what was happening, the white-gold light representing death had already appeared between his eyebrows.

He only had time to see Qin Feng's cold and indifferent eyes.

then……

"puff."

A very faint sound, almost negligible.

The light pierced through his brow.

There was no violent explosion, no painful screams.

That terrifying, indescribable, and extremely concentrated power instantly destroyed his soul in his sea of ​​consciousness, and then pierced through his physical body.

Immediately afterwards, centered on the small dot between his eyebrows, Blood Slaughter Marquis's entire body, along with the armor he wore and the sword in his hand, began to silently decompose and annihilate, turning into the most insignificant particles in the universe and returning to nothingness.

His expression, filled with resentment, horror, absurdity, and despair, was forever frozen in that final moment.

The epic battle, which lasted for millennia, has finally come to an end.

……

With the complete annihilation of Blood Butcher, the entire Crimson Martial Arts Arena fell into an eternal silence.

There was no more deafening roar, no more hysterical howling.

All that remained was the shattered earth and the jagged spatial rifts in the sky, silently testifying to the brutality of the battle that had just taken place.

Qin Feng stood quietly in the center of this shattered land, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the unprecedentedly powerful force within his body, like a surging and roaring sea of ​​stars.

The life-or-death battle that lasted for ten thousand years not only unexpectedly granted him a top-tier amplification technique, but also allowed his raw strength to achieve another leap forward.

More importantly, his fighting instincts and his Daoist will were tempered by blood and fire in this relentless battle to the death.

He could feel that the fighting spirit in his heart had become purer than ever before.

at this time.

A grand, majestic will, filled with the aura of iron will and glory, seemed to transcend endless dimensions and ignore the barriers of time and space, resounding directly in the deepest part of his soul.

"A spectacular battle. A perfect feast."

The sound seemed to be formed from the shouts and roars of countless battles, each syllable carrying an unparalleled majesty that would make even gods and demons tremble.

Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted into dangerous pinpoints.

"Qin Feng."

The booming voice, with an unquestionable tone as if stating a fact, continued to resound.

"Do you crave power?"

Do you crave a more exhilarating battle?

Do you yearn to trample all your enemies under your feet and hear their wails and cries?

"Follow me, submit to me, and offer me your loyalty, which is filled with glory and a heart full of killing."

"I, the Blood God who commands war and glory, will personally crown you, grant you the qualification to ascend the throne, and make you a true God of War!"

Boom——!
Before he could finish speaking, the scene before Qin Feng's eyes underwent a dramatic transformation.

Qin Feng found himself no longer on that shattered, blood-red continent.

He was sitting on a towering throne made of the skulls of billions of gods and demons!

Beneath that throne was a boundless, surging sea of ​​blood. In the sea, countless terrifying demons and champion warriors, powerful enough to make even emperors tremble, knelt on the ground, offering their most fervent worship to him on the throne, shouting his name like a tsunami!

In his hand, he held a ferocious giant axe that seemed capable of cleaving the entire universe.

He wore a terrifying divine armor, forged by the wailing souls of countless powerful enemies, exuding an aura of ominousness and destruction.

An overwhelming and inexhaustible sense of power filled Qin Feng's "body" and soul.

He felt as if he had become the sole ruler of this universe, and with just a thought, he could cause the starry sea to collapse, turn everything to ashes, and destroy everything before his eyes!
Khorne's seductive whispers, like the tenderest, most tender lover, echoed endlessly in his ears and deep within his soul:

"Look, this is your future. You were born to be king, the sole master of war."

"You are a follower of the Blood God, and your glory is my glory."

You crave battle, and I will provide you with an eternal battlefield.

"Abandon your weak race, for they will only become your shackles."

Let's cast aside those pointless shackles called 'morality' and 'emotion'.

Under my command, you will gain true freedom, and... eternal power!

Within this illusion created by the will of Khorne, Qin Feng felt the real passage of time.

One year, ten years, a hundred years...

A thousand years, ten thousand years...

He seemed to have truly become the god of war worshipped by all demons, immersing himself in endless conquest and slaughter every day.

His endless army of demons turned powerful beings into sacrifices for him.

Qin Feng enjoyed the ultimate pleasure brought by power, the fear and despair of his enemies before their deaths, and the fervent worship of his soldiers.

His consciousness began to gradually sink amidst this endless slaughter and glory.

The name "Qin Feng" seems to be becoming more and more distant and vague.

Instead, a brand new title was given, representing slaughter and destruction—God of War.

He is war itself.

but.

Just moments before his ego was about to be completely assimilated by this overwhelming killing intent, and before he was about to be utterly lost in this glorious sea of ​​blood.

Deep within his pure, dark soul, the primal light that had never been extinguished, belonging to the individual "Qin Feng," seemed to sense the final crisis and suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!
"Do not!!!"

A cry from the deepest part of the soul, like the first thunderclap piercing the sky in the boundless night!
"I am Qin Feng! I am the pride of the human race—Qin Feng!!!"

This shout was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, capable of creating towering waves.

The entire illusion began to tremble violently and wildly!

Cracks began to appear on that once-stable skull throne.

The boundless, blood-red ocean began to churn violently. The kneeling demons below also showed expressions of astonishment and bewilderment.

"Accept your destiny, my child god..."

Khorne's whispers grew more urgent and seductive, like a demonic murmur, attempting to extinguish the newly ignited flames of resistance.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, used all his willpower to desperately hold onto that spark of his true self, which was in danger of being extinguished at any moment amidst the turmoil.

He roared that sentence again and again, with all his might, deep within his soul.

"I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!"

"I am Qin Feng!!!"

"I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!!!"

The flow of time within the illusion became terrifyingly fast at this moment.

a thousand years……

Fifty thousand years...

One hundred thousand years...

Qin Feng felt as if he had spent hundreds of thousands of years in this silent yet extremely dangerous tug-of-war of the mind.

His will was like a piece of stubborn iron, repeatedly hammered, burned, torn apart, and then painstakingly reassembled by the will of Khorne.

Every tear is accompanied by excruciating pain that penetrates to the very soul.

Each reorganization made his will even stronger.

That statement, "I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!", is no longer just a simple self-identification.

It transformed into Qin Feng's Dao, his anchor, and the only rock he could rely on for survival in the boundless chaos and the sea of ​​killing intent.

No matter how much Khorne's will tempted, threatened, or distorted his senses, he held fast to this rock, never wavering in the slightest.

Qin Feng repeated this sentence endlessly.

His will, after being tempered to the extreme for hundreds of thousands of years, has become more indestructible than the hardest divine metal in the universe!
……

"I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it contained an absolute will that was unquestionable and unyielding!

"I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!"

boom!
The invincible illusion shattered instantly.

Qin Feng's will was once again forcibly pulled back from the brink of despair.

This cycle repeats itself endlessly.

The methods of terror and cruelty are endless.

Coercion, bribery, intimidation, deception...

As a chaotic evil god, an ancient being who wields the power of war and slaughter, Khorne's mental methods have long been divine, enough to manipulate the souls of the vast majority of beings in the universe at will.

But then he ran into Qin Feng.

Or rather, it was encountering Qin Feng's Dao heart, which had been tempered into a flawless and indestructible state through countless life-and-death experiences, countless choices, and countless trials!

The phrase "I am Qin Feng! I am Qin Feng, the pride of the human race!" has long been more than just a sentence after being honed to the limit for hundreds of thousands of years in the face of the will of the gods.

No matter how much Khorne's will tempted, threatened, distorted his perception, or reversed his cognition, he steadfastly guarded this rock, this coordinate, without ever wavering in the slightest.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the seductive, devilish whisper stopped.

Instead, a roar filled with endless anger and utter bewilderment erupted!
This roar was no longer a gentle, persuasive seduction, but a powerful impact of the primal rage of a chaotic evil god. The sound itself alone caused Qin Feng's entire soul to tremble violently, as if it were about to completely disintegrate in the next second!
"A smelly and hard rock!!!"

His voice was filled with exasperation.

It's as if a top-notch sculptor has poured countless efforts into carving a peerless piece of jade, only to find that he is facing a stubborn rock that cannot be marked no matter what method he uses.

"Damn it!
Why is it that such a monstrous prodigy with an outrageously unwavering will is always under the command of that yellow-skinned brat?!

The information revealed in that roar was enough to terrify any powerful Emperor-level expert in the outside world.

The only being in the entire history of humankind who could be called a "yellow-skinned brat" by a chaotic evil god is the supreme being who founded the eternal foundation of humankind—the Emperor!
Clearly, this is not the first time Khorne has suffered a setback against a human prodigy.

"That's it! That's it!"

boom! ! !
As Khorne's furious will receded like the tide, the boundless sea of ​​blood and the throne of corpses before Qin Feng shattered like a mirror smashed by a tremendous force!

All illusions and all temptations vanished in this moment.

Qin Feng's consciousness finally returned to his body.

He still stood on that blood-red continent, which had long been shattered and riddled with holes.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

He was panting heavily, his entire body completely soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just experienced a battle countless times more brutal than the previous millennia-long war.

However, his pure black eyes were brighter, deeper, and more determined than ever before he entered the training ground!
In the depths of those eyes, it seemed as if billions of stars were being born and dying, or as if they were the absolute rationality that had been refined over hundreds of thousands of years, seeing through all illusions.

His will and his Dao heart, having been personally tempered by the will of the gods, have ascended to a completely new height that even he himself finds unfamiliar.

hum!
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A stream of blood-red light, so intense it seemed to transcend the boundaries of space and time, shot into Qin Feng's brow like a red-hot iron before he could react, leaving a deep imprint on his pure black soul essence!
Severe pain!

The unimaginable pain caused even Qin Feng, a man of unwavering will, to let out a muffled groan.

The next moment, a blood-red scripture filled with endless killing, tyranny, glory and destruction was deeply engraved into his soul as if it were innate.

The Nine Tribulations Battle Codex!
Boom!

An unbelievable flow of information, like ten thousand universes exploding simultaneously, exploded in his mind.

This battle manual is far more terrifying than the Nine Killings Scripture he stole before!
This "Nine Tribulations Battle Manual" elevates the cultivator's most fundamental life level by ten thousand to ninety thousand times, directly affecting the physical body and soul!
It perfectly matches Qin Feng's ultimate path!
(End of this chapter)