High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 324 Contacting Family, Encountering Cloud Bat Marquis Again! Instantly Killing Two Marquis-Level Venerables!

Inside the main hall, an ancient silence returned.

The hundreds of powerful and imposing cosmic rulers who had previously appeared had already retreated, filled with shock and awe, as if granted a pardon.

Their steps were even lighter as they left than when they arrived, as if they were afraid of disturbing the only and supreme master of this vast, empty city.

Qin Feng sat alone on the main seat, which was carved from the core of a whole star. His fingertips unconsciously tapped the armrest, producing a crisp echo like metal striking stone.

Each strike seemed to resonate with the pulse of this vast cosmic city, causing invisible ripples of Daoist energy to spread throughout the empty hall.

His gaze pierced through the dome of the palace, looking out at the deep, cold, and magnificent universe.

He reached out and gently tapped the air, and a soft light screen unfolded before him, silently sending out a communication request from the subspace network.

After dealing with all the "official business" concerning the future of the territory, he finally had time to deal with some personal matters.

The first person I contacted was my uncle, who lived deep in the heart of the human empire.

The communication request traveled an unknown distance through the warp, and the words "Connecting" flashed on the screen for several minutes. This was an extremely long time for the highest-level communication network of the human race, which was enough to illustrate how vast the spatial distance between the two was.

Finally, the light screen rippled, and a familiar yet slightly weathered face appeared.

"uncle."

Qin Feng spoke softly.

The middle-aged man in the light screen was Qin Feng's uncle.

After many years, his temples had turned a little gray, but his eyes were still bright, full of love and dedication to machinery and power armor.

At this moment, those eyes held an undisguised excitement, relief, and a heartfelt sense of pride.

"Afeng!"

The uncle's voice trembled slightly as he carefully examined Qin Feng on the light screen, as if trying to etch his image deep into his soul. "Your...your affairs, your uncle has heard about them! 'Fierce God,' haha, good, what a 'Fierce God'! The Morning Star has produced a great figure who will shake the universe!"

He laughed heartily, but his eyes were a little moist.

The boy who once needed his protection has now grown into a towering giant that the entire universe looks up to.

“Those two brats, Ah Hao and Ah Jie, contacted me beforehand to tell me that they were safe and sound on Death Island and had even done a great service.”

The uncle's tone was full of pride, "I know, it's all thanks to you."

Qin Feng smiled gently and shook his head: "Uncle, these are achievements they earned with their lives, they have little to do with me. They are all outstanding."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. They're not children anymore, it's just that you're their father, so they seem like children now."

Qin Feng smiled, then asked with concern, "And you? How have you been lately? Have you made any progress in your cultivation?"

Hearing Qin Feng inquire about his recent situation, the uncle's smile widened. He puffed out his chest with some pride, and a stellar-level aura flashed across his face: "I am a stellar-level powerhouse now! Endless lifespan, haha! I am still in the logistics department, researching my favorite power armor. This is my lifelong hobby and career, and I can't let it go."

But soon, his expression turned to a helpless resignation: "However, that's where it ends. I can feel that my progress is getting slower and slower. I estimate that I will remain stagnant at this level for countless years to come."

His words contained regret about the limits of his own talent, but more than that, they conveyed a sense of satisfaction at finding a lifelong career.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng gently comforted him, "Uncle, the stellar level is already a huge leap in the level of life, and there is no end to lifespan."

In this life, to have a research project that one loves and is willing to dedicate one's life to is a blessing that many people would rather die for.

Moreover, the logistics department is relatively safe, so I can rest assured that you're there.

His gaze was profound, as if he could see through all the possibilities of the future, and he slowly said, "You have an innate love and talent for mechanical structures, which is itself a path to heaven."

You may have reached a bottleneck now, but in the future, when you delve into the deeper realm of formations and the ingenious art of weapon crafting, combining the precision of machinery with the mysteries of formations might spark entirely new ideas and lead to a new breakthrough.

These words were not merely words of comfort, but rather Qin Feng's accurate judgment based on his extensive knowledge.

His uncle's path, in his own eyes, had come to an end, but in his eyes, there were still infinite possibilities.

The uncle's eyes lit up, as if a new door was slowly opening before him. He murmured, "Mechanics and formations... weapon crafting..."

The two stopped talking about cultivation and instead began to reminisce about many long-lost family matters, such as old friends and stories from the morning star and embarrassing incidents from the childhood of the brothers Wang Hao and Wang Jie.

During this warm conversation, the murderous aura and killing intent that Qin Feng had accumulated over years of battles and countless life-or-death struggles, almost to the point of being tangible, quietly melted away like ice and snow.

His gaze softened; he was no longer the domineering "fierce god" who made even the gods feel troubled, but had returned to being the respectful, flesh-and-blood junior "A-Feng".

This long-lost warmth of family affection is the softest and most precious part of his unbreakable Dao heart.

……

After ending his communication with his uncle, Qin Feng felt a lingering warmth in his heart.

After calming down a bit, he turned on the light screen again and connected to Wang Hao and Wang Jie's private communication channel.

With a flash of light, almost instantly, two familiar faces filled with excitement and joy appeared on the screen.

"Q!"

"Big brother!"

The Wang brothers' voices rang out simultaneously, and across the endless sea of ​​stars, their brotherly affection remained as fiery as ever.

"You two are doing well, you look very energetic."

Qin Feng looked at them with a genuine smile on his face.

Wang Hao laughed heartily, "Of course! Brother Feng, you don't know, after the battle of Death Island ended, we were granted an extra-long vacation of three thousand years for our outstanding performance! Three thousand years!!"

Wang Jie added from the side, saying that he was more composed than his brother: "We've discussed it and we don't plan to waste this precious time. We plan to spend several decades in seclusion in the top training area of ​​the Holy Academy to properly digest the insights gained from this life-or-death battle and thoroughly solidify our foundation."

"That's right!"

Wang Hao chimed in, his eyes shining as he looked at Qin Feng, "Once we're out of seclusion, we'll come find you at your [Qin Feng Universe City]! Big brother, you'd better treat us well then!"

"after,"

A hint of tenderness appeared in Wang Jie's eyes. "We will go back to the heart of the empire together to see Father. He must miss us after all these years."

Qin Feng listened to their clear plan and nodded with satisfaction.

His younger brother, after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, not only greatly increased his strength, but also became more mature and stable.

Without the slightest hesitation, he sent them the precise spacetime coordinates of his cosmic city, and said with a smile, "You're welcome anytime. I'll always reserve a place for you. Stay as long as you like."

"Alright! It's a deal!"

"That `s a deal!"

The three brothers didn't exchange many pleasantries or small talk; a promise and a few jokes were enough to convey a thousand words.

……

Time flies, and the universe is silent.

In the cold, silent sea of ​​stars, time is the most meaningless unit.

For powerful beings who possess endless lifespans, the blink of an eye can turn the mortal world upside down.

In Qin Feng's decades-long career as a lord, it was nothing more than a tiny ripple.

The camera seems to be pulled into a grand, timeless dimension, rapidly switching between the changes in this newly formed territory.

【Qinfeng Universe City】has gradually transformed from an empty "model" into a vibrant place.

Countless starships from different cosmic nations, like industrious worker bees, shuttled back and forth, bringing massive amounts of supplies and people.

Within the city, buildings with various functions rose from the ground, including markets, training areas, and mission halls... everything appeared orderly.

Over the decades, Qin Feng's footprints have covered every corner of his fiefdom.

He was not sightseeing, but rather exploring and understanding this vast territory from the perspective of a supreme lord.

He had an intimate knowledge of the customs, resources, number of powerful individuals, and potential threats of the six or seven hundred cosmic kingdoms under his command.

He paid particular attention to and learned about the most powerful kingdom, Tianxuan Ancient Kingdom, which was ruled by the mid-level marquis "Tianxuan Kingdom Lord," to ensure that this strongest "local snake" could be firmly controlled.

In terms of city management, besides Thunderbolt, the "God-level" mechanical servant who had already impressed all the rulers, Qin Feng made another move.

Using the secret techniques he obtained from the Machine Race, which were far beyond the comprehension of this era, and combining them with the massive amounts of divine gold and resources he exchanged from the Holy Academy, he personally created dozens of new "intelligent life forms" with different functions.

Some of these intelligent life forms were injected into war machines that resembled star fortresses, responsible for the military defense, fleet deployment, and border patrols of the entire territory.
Some were integrated into a vast computing hub covering the entire territory, responsible for processing astronomical amounts of economic data, resource allocation, and people's livelihood development;

Others transform into invisible ghosts, responsible for the collection, analysis, and screening of intelligence...

Over the past few decades, a super artificial intelligence management network, centered on Thunderbolt and comprised of dozens of specialized AI branches, has been initially established, characterized by absolute efficiency, absolute loyalty, and tireless dedication.

This network, like an invisible hand, manages the billions of lives and countless complex affairs of the six or seven hundred universe kingdoms in the entire fiefdom in an orderly manner. Its efficiency is so high that the kings who come to report on their work are incredulous, and their awe of this mysterious city lord grows ever deeper.

As the creator of all this, Qin Feng became a complete "hands-off manager".

He devoted most of his time and energy to his spiritual practice.

Territory is merely a foundation and harbor on his path forward; his own strength is the only raft to cross the bitter sea of ​​the universe.

The deepest cultivation chamber in the city lord's mansion is completely isolated from the outside world, and the flow of time is even adjusted to the extreme by a powerful array.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged, his body as still as an ancient rock.

Part of his mind was immersed in the insights gained from the life-and-death struggle with Blood Butcher that lasted for ten thousand years.

Every minute, every second, every attack, every dodge, and every movement of his cultivation technique over those ten thousand years was repeatedly rehearsed and reproduced in his soul's sea of ​​consciousness.

He was not only digesting the experience of the battle, but also absorbing the lifelong combat wisdom and profound insights of Blood Slaughter Marquis, a veteran mid-level Marquis.

This deep digestion made his fighting instincts even more terrifying.

The other part of his mind cautiously probed into the depths of his soul, beginning a preliminary study of the divine secret technique "gifted" by the chaotic evil god Khorne—the Nine Tribulations Battle Codex.

This battle manual, just by reading it, one can feel the pure and extreme will to kill and destroy, which is enough to make even the strongest lose their composure.

Each ancient character seems to be formed from the wails and blood of billions of lives, containing the supreme method to the end of war and destruction.

Qin Feng knew that with his current level of cultivation and Dao heart, he was far from meeting the standard to cultivate this terrifying secret technique.

Forcing oneself to cultivate will only result in being completely corrupted by the Khornean will contained within, turning one into a wicked god champion who only knows how to kill.

But he continued to research and analyze.

What he needs to do is not to learn it, but to understand it, to discern the source of the Chaos God's power, and to make the fullest preparations for his future path and for the higher-dimensional enemies he may face again in the future.

Aside from that, Qin Feng spent most of his time searching for his own path.

The "Path to the Limit" has been initiated, and the "Limit Body" has been forged, but he knows that this is only the beginning.

There were no ancient experiences to draw upon on the road ahead; he had to explore and forge his own path at every step.

This is an incredibly long and tedious process.

The entire Qin Feng Universe City, and even the entire territory, was operating smoothly in this calm and efficient rhythm.

More than a decade later.

"Om-"

In the cultivation chamber, Qin Feng, whose mind was immersed in countless secret techniques, was suddenly awakened by a rapid but not piercing alarm.

This is the highest level alert he set himself, which will only be triggered when an event he has pre-set that requires his personal attention occurs.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in those eyes, it seemed as if the image of stars being born and dying, and the changing of eras, flashed by before finally returning to a deep calm.

In the void before him, a beam of light condensed, transforming into a projection of an intelligent life form responsible for intelligence coordination.

Its appearance is that of a mass of liquid metal that is constantly changing shape, and its voice is an electronically synthesized sound that is completely devoid of any emotional fluctuation, precise and efficient.

"Report to the master."

“A high-intensity psionic distress signal, encrypted and conforming to the highest sequence standards of the Human Holy Academy, has just been detected in the star system at coordinates 'Campbell-7834-theta'.”

The intelligent life form paused, and a massive data stream flashed through its core, instantly completing the identity comparison and confirmation.

"The source of the signal has been confirmed: a powerful human who has been granted the title of Marquis, Cloud Bat Marquis."

“Request for help: He is currently being besieged by three mid-level Marquis-level alien beings. The psionic energy of the distress beacon is rapidly decreasing, and the situation is critical.”

"Lord Cloud Bat?"

The moment he heard that name, a sharp, sword-like glint flashed in Qin Feng's usually calm eyes.

His memory, like a lake surface tossed with a pebble, instantly rippled back hundreds of years to the battle for opportunity that took place in the ancient Luowang Ruins.

He remembered that it was this Cloud Bat Marquis who stood guard outside the Royal Ruins, protecting him, maintaining order, and preventing the foreign tribes from bullying the weak.

Although he didn't have much interaction with Yunfu Hou, and they hadn't even exchanged many words, the fact that the other party, as a senior member of the human race, was stationed outside was itself a form of invisible protection.

Qin Feng always kept in mind this indirect act of protecting him.

He never expected that after so many years, this Cloud Bat Marquis would still be active in the familiar starry sky of the 1300th War Zone, and would be in such a dangerous situation.

The siege of three intermediate-level Marquis-level alien beings!
This signifies a meticulously planned, deadly trap.

Any mid-level Marquis is enough to suppress a star field and is a pillar of the clan.

The combined strength of these three is far beyond the sum of its parts; they have undoubtedly laid an inescapable trap, and even ordinary top-tier nobles would face a near-certain death if caught in it.

Qin Feng completed the entire analysis in an instant.

As fellow human comrades, having received indirect favors from each other, they are now in danger and seeking help near their own territory.

From both a moral and logical standpoint, there was no way he could stand idly by.

"receive."

Qin Feng's voice was calm, yet it contained an undeniable determination.

He gave a brief command to the projection of the intelligent life form:

"Reply to Lord Yunfu and tell him that I will be there soon."

Before he finished speaking, his figure, which seemed to blend into the secret room, quietly rose from the futon.

The secret chamber door, forged from divine metal and engraved with countless array patterns, powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from a powerful Emperor-level expert, slid silently open to both sides before him. Outside the door lay the empty and silent City Lord's Mansion.

The next moment, Qin Feng's figure flashed across the main seat and disappeared as if he had never been there.

Above the magnificent Qin Feng Cosmic City, where the stars were obscured, a streak of light, invisible to the naked eye and divine sense, flashed by like a phantom that transcended time and space, instantly merging into the deep, boundless darkness of the universe.

His speed had long since transcended the constraints of the laws of physics, easily breaking through the limit of ten thousand times the speed of light.

The space along the way didn't even have time to ripple before his terrifying [Limit Body], it was like gentle flowing water, which took the initiative to part and create an absolute straight line leading to the distance!
The evil spirit has emerged from seclusion!

……

The desolate frontiers of the universe are forever silent.

This is the edge of Qin Feng's newly granted territory—the "Qin Feng Starfield," a vast and boundless belt of broken meteorites.

It is like a huge, hideous scar across the sea of ​​stars, silently telling the story of the glory this place may have once had and its current desolation.

The space was filled with an extremely chaotic and violent atmosphere.

At the eye of the storm, a dimly lit array is struggling to hold on.

This is the "Cloud Bat Formation" that made Cloud Bat Marquis famous and allowed him to dominate the battlefields of the universe for countless years.

It is composed of nineteen powerful, marquis-level treasures, each with its own unique strength, serving as the array's core, connecting heaven and earth, and generating endless wonders.

However, at this moment, this once-renowned grand formation is like a candle flickering in the wind, its brilliance dimmed to the extreme. Of the nineteen treasures that make up the formation, the core spirituality of three of them has been completely shattered, and their surfaces are covered with shocking cracks, almost reduced to ordinary iron.

In the center of the great formation, Yunfu Hou's figure staggered and was about to fall, his aura extremely weak.

Above his head, the Dao Seal, formed from the culmination of his life's work—a spiritual cloud bat with a wingspan of ten thousand meters and composed of countless intricate runes—was now emitting mournful cries.

Half of its incredibly solid bat wings had completely shattered, transforming into the purest primal power that uncontrollably dissipated into the cold depths of the universe.

Damage to the Dao Seal is the heaviest blow to any Marquis-level expert, almost equivalent to the severing of their cultivation path.

The continuous loss of his primordial power made Yunfuhou's aura extremely unstable, sometimes as violent as a raging torrent, and sometimes as faint as a firefly.

The superior armor he wore, which cost him half his life savings, was already tattered, with countless fragments peeling off like butterflies, revealing his battered and bruised body underneath.

Golden divine blood flowed continuously from the corners of his mouth, staining his chest a dark red. His usually calm and dignified face was now as pale as paper, devoid of any color.

"My life is over!"

Yunfu Hou let out a desperate sigh.

Months ago, he narrowly escaped death in an ancient ruin he stumbled upon, and finally obtained an incredible opportunity.

It was a fragment of a sacred spirit grass containing ancient spatial laws. If he could completely refine it, his "Cloud Bat Array" would undergo a qualitative transformation, and he might even be able to glimpse the secrets of the King Realm.

But he never expected that before he could find a safe place to fully digest this opportunity, he would suffer such a disaster and be intercepted and killed by three alien mid-level marquises who had already laid a trap in this place.

He regretted it!
He regretted not choosing to crush the priceless life-saving talisman bestowed upon him by the Holy Temple in the first moment.

Once activated, the talisman would teleport him to a location billions of light-years away. Although it would severely damage his vital energy, it would at least save his life.

But in the end, he couldn't bear to give up that opportunity that could change his destiny.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, he sent the highest-level distress signal to the nearest human lord—the newly risen, infamous "God of Ferocity," Qin Feng.

He fantasized that perhaps the formation could hold out until reinforcements arrived.

As a result, this greed pushed him into an even deeper predicament.

His mind was filled with images of his long and seemingly endless years of cultivation.

From an ignorant being on a remote planet, relying on a meager bloodline, he struggled to embark on the path of cultivation, step by step leaving bloody marks. After experiencing countless life-and-death tribulations, he finally condensed his Dao Seal, was given the title "Cloud Bat," and became a powerful figure guarding one side of the human race's territory.

How arduous and difficult this journey has been!
"Unfortunately... it's too far away from Devouring Sky Universe City and Thunder Universe City..."

Yunfu Hou felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that the two core fortresses, personally guarded by supreme human beings, were his true path to survival.

But the enemy had clearly anticipated this, and painstakingly cornered him in this desolate star field, far from any village or town, cutting off all his hopes.

"Roar!"

Despite the fact that only half of the Dao Seal remained and that his divine soul was on the verge of exhaustion, Lord Yunfu still did not give up.

A resolute madness flashed in his eyes as he mustered his last ounce of strength and unleashed all his remaining power.

"Om-"

The tattered Cloud Bat Dao Seal emitted a deafening buzz, and countless dazzling streams of light surged wildly from the broken seal, recklessly pouring into the crumbling Cloud Bat Formation.

In an instant, the great formation burst forth with its final, desperate burst of light.

Thousands upon thousands of cloud bats, composed entirely of pure spiritual energy, materialized. Their eyes were bloodshot and devoid of any emotion. Like the most resolute death warriors, they fearlessly formed a black torrent, sweeping towards the three terrifying figures surrounding him, just to buy him even a moment's respite.

From the three directions of the encirclement, three alien marquises exuding overwhelming ferocity stood like three insurmountable demonic mountains, coldly watching Cloud Bat Marquis's final struggle.

One of them was a powerful figure from the Zerg race, known as the Marquis of the Mantis.

His image is that of a giant praying mantis, comparable in size to a star, covered in a dark green carapace that gleams with a cold metallic luster.

His two forelimbs have evolved into two terrifying bone blades that shimmer with dark golden light. Countless divine runes of the Great Dao are naturally generated on them. Every seemingly casual swing can easily cut through the stable universe, leaving behind dark cracks that cannot heal for a long time.

Above his head, a divine rune called "Absolute Kill," formed from pure killing intent, was radiating a violent and cruel aura; that was his Dao Seal.

Facing the fearless torrent of cloud bats, Dao Mantis Lord let out a disdainful hiss and slashed out with two bone blades.

"Hey!"

Two dark golden blades flashed across the starry sky, seemingly severing even time and light.

Wherever the blade's light passed, hundreds upon hundreds of psionic cloud bats were instantly cleaved in two, their psionic cores and other creatures completely annihilated without a sound.

The other one is a marquis from the Rock Clan—the Marquis of Panshi.

His true form was entirely composed of an unknown cosmic rock, in an irregular human shape, with a pitted and uneven surface, yet it exuded an aura of eternity and indestructibility.

His defense was virtually unmatched among his peers; most of Cloud Bat Marquis's attacks landed on him without even leaving a trace.

His Dao seal was an incomparably heavy "suppression" divine mountain, seemingly bearing the weight of the entire universe.

With a muffled groan, the "Suppress" Divine Mountain Dao Seal above his head shone brightly, and an invisible, terrifying force field instantly spread out. The thousands of spirit energy cloud bats at the forefront seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, their bodies suddenly froze, and then disintegrated inch by inch under the terrifying pressure, turning into the purest spirit energy light points.

The last one, and the one that dealt the most fatal blow to Cloud Bat Marquis, was the Demon Clan Marquis – Evil Bone Marquis.

His true form was a giant skeletal centipede that was almost a light-year long, with countless pale white limbs moving through the void, stirring up gusts of eerie wind.

At this moment, his enormous skeletal body coiled and swirled in the void, watching Cloud Bat Marquis's death throes, emitting chilling soul fluctuations:
"Human, give up. This place will be your final resting place. Hand over the Holy Spirit Grass, and I will grant you a quick death, freeing your soul from torment."

The three foreign nobles, arranged in a triangle, completely blocked all of Yunfuhou's escape routes.

They had victory in their grasp, and at this moment they were more like toying with a prey that had been driven to the brink of despair, enjoying the entire process of the other party going from hope to despair.

"kill!"

The Marquis of the Mantis had lost his patience. A fierce glint flashed in his huge compound eyes, and he raised his two bone blades high, gathering all the power of his Dao seal, preparing to launch a fatal blow to eliminate the threat completely.

The "suppression" of the sacred mountain by the Marquis of Panshi also began to expand rapidly. The terrifying suppressing power caused the surrounding space to collapse layer by layer, forming a huge spatial vortex.

Within the black mist of the Evil Bone Marquis's "vengeful spirits," countless wailing faces emerged, transforming into a torrent of souls that surged directly into the Cloud Bat Marquis's already fragile sea of ​​consciousness.

The combined might of three mid-level Marquis-level experts was enough to shake the stars.

As Yunfu Hou felt the three terrifying auras that were enough to completely annihilate him, the last glimmer of light in his eyes dimmed completely. He gave up all resistance, slowly closed his eyes, and prepared to face the end of his destiny.

However, at this critical moment, when life and death hung in the balance!
A sudden change occurred!

The entire battlefield, this chaotic space ravaged by psionic storms, suddenly "froze" for a moment.

This solidification is not a profound and unfathomable law of time stopping, but a more domineering and unreasonable absolute control derived from the body and will!
It was as if an invisible hand, with an incomparably tyrannical manner, forcefully calmed all the turbulent spiritual energy currents on this battlefield and suppressed all the boiling laws.

The originally roaring psionic storm became as docile as a sheep at this moment; the blade light and gravity field that originally cut through space at will also seemed to be trapped in solidified amber, becoming extremely sluggish.

The whole world fell into an eerie silence at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared without warning in the very center of the battlefield, between Cloud Bat Marquis and the three alien marquises, as if he had been standing there since the beginning of time and had never left.

He wore a set of black power armor with smooth lines, as deep as the night sky.

The surface of the power armor is not smooth, but covered with countless tiny psionic patterns that are imperceptible to the naked eye. These patterns are like the veins of life, slowly flowing with a ghostly light, perfectly integrated with his own aura, without revealing the slightest trace.

In his hand, he held a dark gold spear silently.

The gun body is simple and unadorned, but the tip is like a miniature black hole, hanging down naturally, yet exuding a terrifying aura capable of swallowing stars and annihilating everything.

But what is most striking is not his armor and divine weapon.

Instead, it was the faint, ethereal white light surrounding his body, like the cool glow of the moon.

This layer of white light was not dazzling, even somewhat dim, but it possessed an indescribable quality.

That is the natural manifestation of the physical body becoming invulnerable to all laws after the [Ultimate Body] has been perfected!
This sudden turn of events caused the three alien marquises, who were about to launch a decisive attack, to abruptly halt their movements.

Marquis Daotang and Marquis Panshi were taken aback at first, and then their immense divine senses swept towards the figure like a tidal wave.

The result of the divine sense sweeping over them instantly relaxed their tense nerves.

"Domain Lord realm?"

Yes, although the newcomer's aura was powerful and condensed to an incredible degree, even stronger than any peak domain lord they had ever seen, he did not exhibit the unique fluctuations that would arise after condensing a Dao Seal.

That's a difference in the level of life.

In the eyes of powerful beings who have been granted the title of Marquis, beings without a Dao Seal, no matter how strong they are, are nothing more than ants.

"Heh... Another human reinforcement sent to their deaths?"

The piercing shriek of Dao Mantis Hou echoed in everyone's hearts, filled with undisguised contempt and cruelty. "I never thought that you, this old bat, could drag such a fool down with you before you die."

Human little fellow, now I'm giving you a choice—

He slowly raised his two bone blades, gleaming with a dark golden light, pointing them at the black-armored figure, his killing intent boiling like a sea.
"Get out or die!"

"A mere regional lord dares to interfere in our battle for titles? He's truly courting death!"

Marquis Panshi roared angrily, his voice like countless stars collapsing at the same time, causing the entire space to buzz.

With a thought, the "Suppress" Divine Mountain Dao Seal floating above his head trembled slightly, releasing a powerful gravitational field that, like an invisible galaxy, crushed squarely towards the newly appeared figure!

He wanted to crush this arrogant human lord, along with his bones and dignity, into dust in the face of absolute power!

Yunfu Hou, who had already closed his eyes and awaited death, suddenly opened them when he sensed that familiar aura belonging to the human race.

A flicker of elation at surviving a calamity flashed in his eyes. He assumed that some powerful human who happened to be passing by had sensed his distress signal and was coming to his aid.

But when his divine sense also perceived the realm of the newcomer, the nascent joy and hope instantly transformed into a deeper and more intense despair and guilt.

"A Domain Lord?!"

He let out a painful wail in his heart.

It’s over! All is lost!

Not only did he fail to find a savior, but due to his own momentary lapse in judgment, he caused the death of a future pillar of our human race!
To be able to venture alone into the battlefield of three mid-level marquises while holding the title of Domain Lord—what courage that must be!

But now, he is about to perish here!
They perished because of their own foolish distress signal!
"Run away! Run away!"

Yunfu Hou used all his strength to try to speak, to send out his divine thoughts to remind this young member of his clan.

However, the terrifying gravitational field of the Marquis of Panshi had completely suppressed him, and he couldn't even move a finger, let alone send any message.

Endless regret and pain overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

However, just as the contempt of the Mantis Marquis, the rage of the Rock Marquis, and the despair of the Cloud Bat Marquis intertwined, the Demon Bone Marquis, one of the three attackers, made a completely different reaction.

Unlike the other two who were contemptuous and disdainful, when he saw the black-armored figure appear, his enormous white bone centipede body, which was a light-year long, suddenly stiffened!
The countless compound eyes on his billions of bones contracted to their extreme size at the same time, like poisonous needles shrouded in shadow!

A fear that emanated from the deepest part of his soul, from the very source of his bloodline, and was indescribable in any words, swept over his entire body in an instant like a cold cosmic current!

He did not make sarcastic remarks like the Marquis of the Mantis, nor did he launch an immediate attack like the Marquis of the Rock.

He just stood there, frantically and recklessly searching and comparing within his vast database of memories.

That figure… that domineering aura that seemed to transcend all paths, a supreme and unparalleled presence… that dark golden spear…

Especially... especially the faint, seemingly insignificant white light surrounding his body that could repel all laws and energies!
That was neither a protective divine light nor a manifestation of the power of the Dao Seal!

A name, a terrifying title that has risen like a comet over the past tens of thousands of years, resounding throughout the entire cosmic battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of countless alien geniuses, and even making kings and emperors take notice, slowly and clearly emerged from the deepest recesses of his memory like an inescapable nightmare.

This name represents endless slaughter and death.

This title is the sharpest spear of humanity, and also the deepest fear in the hearts of all races that are enemies of humanity!
"It's him……"

"How could it be him?!"

"How could he be here?!"

The soul of the Evil Bone Marquis trembled and wailed.

He finally recognized who it was.

Humans, the Ferocious God—

Qin Feng!

A sharp, terrified, and shrill roar, completely distorted, echoed through the silent starry sky, like the most vicious curse from the deepest hell, or the wailing of a mortal witnessing the fall of a god.
"stop!!!"

"Mantis! Rock! Retreat—!!!"

"It's Qin Feng! It's that 'fierce god' Qin Feng—!!!"

This voice came from the demon clan marquis, Evil Bone Marquis, who had been hovering on the edge of the battlefield, constantly eroding Cloud Bat Marquis's Dao Seal with his resentful curses!

His skeletal centipede body, a light-year long, was now convulsing and trembling violently and uncontrollably due to extreme fear.

In his thousands of compound eyes, Qin Feng's excessively calm figure was reflected, revealing a horror and terror from the deepest part of his soul, as if he had seen his natural enemy, the end of the world, and the terminator of his own destiny!
(End of this chapter)