High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 328 Slaanesh's Blessing! God of Love? Or Lord of Pleasure? The Prophecy of Master Sanruo!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Feng was led to the most prominent and solemn seat in the very center of the wedding banquet hall.

It was a throne carved from a single piece of "Heart of the Stars," surrounded by nine purple-gold energy dragons, signifying its supreme status.

No one in the room objected to him sitting in that position; it was as if it were the natural thing for him to do.

Below his seat, in order, were the Lord of the Crimson Feather Kingdom and a powerful Marquis, followed by other powerful rulers, and prominent figures like the Three Weak Masters who held high prestige in their respective fields.

The hierarchy is strict and clear at a glance.

After taking his seat, Qin Feng glanced around the room and finally met the gaze of Master Sanruo, who was also seated in the front row of the VIP section not far away.

The latter seemed to have been waiting for his gaze, and nodded slightly to him imperceptibly as a sign of respect.

The next moment, a gentle yet profound spiritual energy fluctuation, imbued with some kind of heavenly secret, silently traversed space and resounded directly in the depths of Qin Feng's consciousness:
"Brother Qin, how have you been?"

I have come here not to offer congratulations, but specifically to celebrate your arrival.

I have something important to tell you. Could we discuss it in detail after the wedding?

A barely perceptible ripple flashed deep within Qin Feng's eyes.

He remained calm and composed, responding with a single word using his mental power: "Okay."

After a brief exchange, he slowly closed his eyes, suppressing all his outward aura, like an unchanging ancient sculpture, quietly waiting for the wedding to officially begin.

It was as if all the noise, greed, and scheming in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

He entered the game, yet seemed detached from it all.

……

While the outside world was filled with jubilation and excitement because of Qin Feng's arrival, a secret chamber deep underground in Yaoguang Palace was filled with a chilling and eerie atmosphere that was the complete opposite of the festive mood.

The secret room was dark and damp, and the walls were not decorated with gold and jewels, but were covered with countless twisted and eerie blood-red runes.

These runes formed an extremely powerful isolation array. They writhed slowly on the walls like living things, constantly emitting a chilling aura of chaos originating from the deepest, darkest corners of the universe.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and the stench of decaying souls, a stark contrast to the exquisite wines and delicacies enjoyed by the guests outside.

In the center of the secret chamber, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Deer Universe Kingdom stood respectfully.

At this moment, the dignity and composure of a pillar of the nation that he usually displayed were gone from his face. Instead, there was an almost twisted greed and a fanaticism that ran deep in his bones.

He stared at the deep shadow before him, his voice sharp and piercing with intense excitement:
"My lord, everything is ready!"
As you instructed, I have spent hundreds of thousands of years, using the legendary 'Seven Emotions and Six Desires Soul-Eating Powder' as a catalyst, applying it sparingly every day without fail, to plant the most vicious root in his daily 'Purple Gold Dragon Saliva Tea'!

"Now, the poison is like a leech, deeply penetrating his Dao imprint and the very essence of his soul! I only need to detonate it with a secret technique, and he will be annihilated in an instant, body and soul, without even a shred of room for resistance!"

From the shadows, after a silent ripple, a figure slowly emerged.

He wore an ancient bronze mask, devoid of any expression, except for two black, hollow eye sockets that conveyed endless coldness, death, and evil.

His voice had been specially processed, becoming hoarse and deep:
"Very good. However, my divine sense has swept across the area, and there are several more Marquis-level experts present today than I expected."

Especially that newly appointed ruler of Akabane, whose foundation seems exceptionally solid, he'll probably be difficult to deal with.

"You can rest assured, sir!"

The Grand Elder's face revealed a ferocious confidence. "The moment I detonate the poison, I will be able to temporarily seize control of the core of the palace through the back door left by the King's soul! At that time, I will activate the 'Nine-Bend Jade Light Conferring Marquis Formation' immediately!"

He licked his lips greedily and continued, "Although with my meager strength, I certainly cannot unleash the full power of this great formation, but merely activating it and trapping those Marquis-level officials for a period of time... is enough! Absolutely enough!"

"Hehe...that's enough."

The bronze-masked creature let out a satisfied chuckle, a laugh that seemed to possess a bewitching magic, instantly invigorating the Grand Elder.

He paced slowly, his empty eye sockets "looking" at the Grand Elder, and said in a tone full of holiness and temptation: "Grand Elder, you must understand what a great achievement you have accomplished today."

"Qin Feng, this person is blessed with the great fortune of the human race, and is exceptionally talented. He is already an anomaly."

More importantly, he embarked on a 'divine path' unlike any other in history, a path of blasphemy!

His very existence is the greatest blasphemy against the great god we worship!

The voice of the bronze-masked being suddenly became fanatical: "Today, in this place, if we can successfully kill him and offer his soul, which is enveloped in great fortune, and his foundation on the divine path to our lord, this achievement will directly receive the attention and supreme blessing of the gods!"

"At that time, divine grace will descend, helping us break the shackles of bloodline and talent. Becoming a king or an emperor will no longer be an unattainable dream!"

And you, as the most crucial executor of this grand plan, have been personally promised by our Lord to be granted the title of 'Marquis of Chaos,' allowing you to ascend to the heavens, rule a Chaos God Kingdom, and become a true ruler!

"The... Chaos Marquis!!"

These four words, like a bolt of divine lightning, struck the deepest part of the Grand Elder's soul.

He trembled violently with excitement, his eyes gleaming with terrifying greed, and his breathing was as heavy as a broken bellows.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He uttered three "good"s in a row, as if possessed, "For the great God! For the immortal glory! I am willing to offer everything! My loyalty! My soul!"

After a brief moment of losing his composure, he forcibly suppressed his elation and regained a sliver of reason, asking, "By the way, sir, that most troublesome Heavenly Profound Kingdom Lord... his strength is unfathomable, he has been in seclusion for many years, and he is recognized as the strongest in this star sector."

If he comes, he will likely be the biggest variable in our plans.

"rest assured."

The bronze-masked creature spoke with a hint of disdain, "That old fellow Tianxuan may seem indifferent to worldly affairs, but he's actually more greedy than anyone else."

Our people had already firmly captured his attention with news of a newly discovered 'King-level ruin'.

He's probably already deep within some chaotic star system, and it will take him thousands of years to escape. He didn't even attend this wedding.

Upon hearing this news, the Grand Elder breathed a sigh of relief, and the last trace of worry on his face vanished. He then asked one last question: "Then... when will Lord Evil Bone Marquis arrive? With him here, I can finally feel at ease."

"almost."

The creature wearing the Azure Phoenix Mask said calmly, "Some time ago, Evil Bone fought with a powerful human and was injured, losing some of his essence."

In order to recover to his peak condition as soon as possible, he just happened to 'devour' a small, unruly universe, refining the flesh and souls of billions of beings within it.

Now, not only have his injuries healed, but his strength is even greater than before he was injured!

He spoke these words so casually, as if he were merely stating a trivial matter.

"Judging by the time, he should be arriving soon."

The bronze-masked being concluded, "With a seasoned, veteran mid-level Marquis-level evil bone personally taking action, our chances of winning will be maximized."

He was, after all, a crucial pawn planted here by the Demon Clan's Heavenly Centipede Universe Kingdom, infamous for his ruthlessness and viciousness, making him a perfect target to deal with Qin Feng.

"Hehehe...hehehehe..."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder could no longer contain his elation and triumph, letting out a chilling laugh like that of a night owl. He seemed to already see a bright future ahead:

"Hmm! Evil Bone Marquis possesses immense strength and is the unparalleled genius of the Heavenly Centipede Clan!"

In this star sector, apart from that old codger, the Heavenly Profound Kingdom Lord, no one can be his match!
Once he arrives, combined with my 'Nine-Bend Jade Light Conferring Marquis Formation,' a pincer attack from both inside and outside will force even the so-called 'fierce god' Qin Feng to surrender and die here!"

"At that time, I will be the great Chaos Marquis! These seven hundred-plus human cosmic kingdoms will all become my territory! My pasture! All living beings will be my livestock! Hehehehe..."

Amidst chilling, maniacal laughter, the figure of the bronze-masked being, as if it had never existed, silently disappeared into the shadows once more.

In the secret chamber, only the Grand Elder remained, bathed in the flickering light of the runes, fantasizing about his impending "glorious future," forged from blood and betrayal.

Meanwhile, the wedding banquet in the outside world is about to officially begin.

……

Time passes quietly.

As a melodious and ethereal melody, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul, began to play, all the lights in the Yaoguang Palace dimmed instantly, leaving only the starry dome radiating an even more dazzling light.

Billions of stars converged into a path of light, stretching from the entrance of the hall all the way to the central platform.

The wedding ceremony officially begins.

A shower of colorful flowers appeared out of nowhere, each petal containing pure life energy and the law of blessing, slowly drifting down.

At the end of the path of light, two figures appeared hand in hand.

The groom, "Lei," wore a bright red wedding robe made of "star gold" thread, embroidered with nine lifelike golden dragons that seemed to swim in a galaxy as he walked.

He was tall and straight, with a resolute face and an indomitable tenacity between his brows.

The bride, Lingyao, was a princess of the Linglu Universe Kingdom. She wore a nine-phoenix crown and a wedding robe, her face veiled by a hazy, ethereal light, making it difficult to see clearly. Yet, her graceful figure and innate noble bearing were enough to make the stars pale in comparison. The moment Lei stepped onto the path of light, his gaze began to rapidly search through the crowd.

When his gaze swept past countless powerful figures and finally settled on the black-clad figure sitting calmly in the highest seat, his body trembled violently, and his eyes instantly erupted with uncontrollable excitement, ecstasy, and a deep-seated... supreme glory.

Qin Feng!

benefactor!

His life trajectory can be said to have been completely changed by the man in front of him.

To have this mentor-like and father-like benefactor personally witness the most important and glorious moment of his life was an honor that moved him more than the wedding itself or anything else he had ever received.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions, and from a great distance, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he respectfully performed a heartfelt and unadulterated salute in Qin Feng's direction.

This action stunned everyone present, and countless eyes instantly focused on Qin Feng, their gazes filled with inquiry and realization.

Countless people were astonished.

It seems that Qin Feng and Lei from the Crimson Feather Universe Kingdom really do have a connection!

Qin Feng's face remained expressionless; he merely nodded almost imperceptibly in Lei's direction, signaling him to continue.

A simple nod made Ray feel more at ease than if he had received the blessings of the entire universe.

He straightened up, gripped Lingyao's hand tightly, his eyes becoming incredibly determined, and together they walked towards the high platform.

The wedding proceeded smoothly, with the exchange of tokens—a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants crafted from "Stone of Unity"—and the sharing of nuptial wine—a fine nectar brewed from "Eternal Star Essence".

The two received blessings from the King of Linglu Kingdom and guests from all directions; everything seemed so perfect and harmonious.

However, just when everyone thought the grand wedding was about to conclude successfully, the emcee on the stage took a deep breath and, in an unprecedentedly solemn tone, announced loudly:
"The wedding ceremony concludes with the final step—the exchange of soul imprints!"

This short sentence, like a bolt of divine lightning, struck the consciousness of every living being in the Yao Guang Palace.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

All the guests, whether they were the king chatting and laughing, the rogue cultivators secretly plotting, the unfathomable Master Sanruo, or even Qin Feng who had always been calm and collected, all showed expressions of disbelief and astonishment at this moment.

"Wha...what?!"

"I...I didn't hear wrong, did I? Soul imprint exchange?!"

The silence lasted for less than a breath before it was completely drowned out by a deafening roar.

The entire Yaoguang Palace seemed to have turned into a boiling kettle, completely erupting into chaos.

"They're insane! They must be insane! This is the most horrifying thing that has ever happened since the birth of the universe!"

A king of noble rank stood up in disbelief, his face filled with disbelief.

"Give your soul imprint to the other party? What does that mean? It means that your life and death, your foundation, everything about you, are all in the hands of the other party's single thought!"
They want to obliterate your soul, leaving you no chance to resist! You're handing your life completely and utterly into their hands!

"This... what level of trust is this? No, this has transcended the realm of trust! This is an ultimate madness, risking their very existence! Are they trying to prove to us that their love is unwavering to this extent? But the price is far too high!"

"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! Even those legendary couples who are so deeply in love that they would sacrifice everything for each other, at most they would make the highest level of soul oath. I've never heard of anyone daring to directly exchange their most core origin imprints!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion. Everyone was stunned by this illogical and mind-blowing scene, their minds blank.

The path of spiritual cultivation is inherently an extremely selfish one.

Every living being who embarks on this path values ​​their own life and the path they take most.

The impact of handing over one's lifeblood, the soul imprint, is no less than that of a mortal king handing over his country's imperial seal and military tally to the monarch of another country.

This is no longer trust, it's stupidity, it's courting death!

Amidst this tumultuous ocean, Lei and Lingyao, atop the high platform, remained oblivious to everything around them.

They only had eyes for each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their smiles filled with determination and composure.

Then, under the gaze of countless shocked people in the audience, they slowly raised their hands and gently touched their foreheads with their fingertips.

hum-

Two soft rays of light were slowly forced out from deep within their brows.

A beam of light, a brilliant gold, brimming with masculinity and dominance, was the soul imprint of Lei.

Another ray of light was moon-white, full of femininity and dynamism; it was Lingyao's soul imprint.

These two marks are the core of their lives, containing all their memories, emotions, and understanding of the Great Dao.

However, the moment these two seemingly pure and flawless soul imprints appeared, Qin Feng's eyes, which had always been calm and indifferent, instantly narrowed into the most dangerous needle points!
His brows furrowed deeply at that moment.

With his current "pure black quality" of spiritual power, his perception is keen.

The other powerful figures present, including even the three weak masters, only saw the pure energy emanating from the soul imprint itself.

However, in Qin Feng's world of perception, he caught a trace of an extremely obscure and faint aura from the deepest part of those two seemingly flawless soul imprints. This aura was extremely evil, filled with the ultimate temptation and depravity!

That aura was perfectly integrated with the power of the soul imprint itself, like a genetic code branded into the deepest part of the genes. If his spiritual power had not reached the unprecedented level of "pure black", it would have been impossible to detect!

And this aura was not unfamiliar to him!
Despite its excellent disguise and completely different form, Qin Feng would never forget its core essence—its sustenance of extreme pleasure and depravity.

It was the aura of Slaanesh, the Chaos God, the Lord of Pleasure!

Almost at the same time, Qin Feng's gaze met that of the three weak masters sitting next to him in mid-air.

He saw that even in Master Sanruo's eyes, which seemed to see through eternity, there was the same solemnity and confusion.

An invisible fluctuation of mental energy completed the exchange in an instant.

Qin Feng: "It's the power of Slaanesh."

His idea was simple and certain.

Master Sanruo: "That's right."

His thoughts were tinged with surprise and doubt, “And it is a form of power that has never been seen before and has never been recorded in any book.”

It has no direct polluting nature, no evil appearance; on the contrary... it's more like a higher level of... praise and recognition.

"Praise and recognition?"

A storm raged in Qin Feng's heart.

"Praise" and "acknowledge" ordinary people?
With a thought, Qin Feng subconsciously sensed the head hanging at his waist as a trophy.

That was a devout follower of Slaanesh whom he had once killed. Once the power of the same Slaanesh appeared nearby, this head would react extremely strongly, and might even emit a shrill scream.

However, at this moment, the head remained motionless and lifeless, as if it were just an ordinary ornament.

Even the most fanatical believers' soul imprints cannot recognize this power.

"What exactly is going on?"

Qin Feng was filled with immense doubt.

Is this not direct corruption, but some kind of more sophisticated, more subtle "blessing" that even Slaanesh's followers cannot comprehend?
On the high platform, Lei and Lingyao held their respective soul imprints and slowly exchanged them with each other.

A murderous glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, but he forcibly suppressed it.

Not right.

All of this exudes an indescribable eeriness.

If Slaanesh's power has truly infiltrated to this extent, then today's wedding is very likely a meticulously planned trap, the beginning of a massive conspiracy.

While he could easily interrupt the ritual by intervening now, he knew nothing about how this strange power worked. Acting rashly might alert the enemy or even trigger some more terrifying contingency plan.

In a flash, Qin Feng made a decision.

For now, we should hold back and observe the situation.

He wanted to see for himself what secrets were hidden behind this so-called "soul imprint exchange".

He wanted to see what kind of evil fruit this "praise" from the "Lord of Pleasure" would bear!
Qin Feng's gaze became deep and unfathomable, fixed firmly on the newlyweds on the high platform, and on the two soul imprints that were about to touch, exuding an eerie aura.

The guests were still immersed in the immense shock brought about by this astonishing ceremony, completely unaware that a terrifying evil god's consciousness, capable of shaking the very foundations of the universe, had quietly enveloped everyone's heads.

(End of this chapter)