High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 333 The Golden Age! The Secrets of the Gods! Swords Pointing at the Furnace Village!

Deep within the royal palace of the Linglu Kingdom lies an absolutely forbidden area.

This place was not built by human hands; its core is the long-dead, miniature neutron star core that has been drifting in the universe for countless billions of years.

The founder of Linglu Kingdom accidentally discovered this strange object. It took countless generations of effort to hollow it out and transform it into this indestructible ultimate secret chamber.

The density of matter in the core of a neutron star is so high that its gravitational field is confined within by a powerful array, forming a natural and perfect "information black hole".

Any form of mental energy, psionic fluctuations, or law-based probes that touch the outer wall of this secret chamber will be instantly absorbed and crushed by its terrifyingly dense structure, turning into the purest stream of particles, with not a trace of leakage.

This is a place that is theoretically absolutely safe.

The interior of the secret chamber was not large, about a hundred feet square. The walls had a dark, metallic luster that seemed to devour all light. They were cold to the touch, yet so hard that even a full-force attack from a Marquis-level expert could not leave a trace.

In the center of the space, Zhu Wuhou, bound by dozens of restrictive runes personally laid out by Qin Feng and shimmering with pure black spiritual energy, lay limp on the ground like a pile of boneless mud.

His Dao seal was completely destroyed by Qin Feng's violence, and his origin was severely injured, but his eyes still burned with a flame that was a mixture of resentment and fanaticism as he stared intently at the two people in front of him.

Qin Feng and Master Sanruo sat facing each other, with a simple stone table made of condensed energy between them. On the table was a pot of tea, steaming gently.

The atmosphere, however, was even more somber and silent than the core of the star itself.

"Master Sanruo, do you have a way to make this fiend speak?"

Qin Feng broke the silence first, his voice steady and deep, devoid of any emotion.

He knew that conventional soul-searching techniques and mental interrogation were often ineffective against a fanatical believer like Zhu Wuhou, who had been deeply brainwashed by the will of the gods.

Their souls have long since built a fervent wall of faith, and any external intrusion could trigger their self-destruction, ultimately resulting in nothing.

He could kill Zhu Wuhou ten thousand times, but to pry valuable information out of him would require more special methods.

"Not urgent."

Master Sanruo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face. The smile seemed to soothe all the anxiety in the world. "Benefactor Qin Feng, although the Tianji Sect to which I belong is not good at direct combat, our disciples may not be outstanding in terms of combat strength among those of the same level."

However, when it comes to exploring cause and effect, tracing origins, and peering into the secrets of the soul, we have our own unique strengths.

He paused, then steadily placed the teacup back on the table. His gentle gaze fell upon Zhu Wuhou, his eyes devoid of any murderous intent, yet as if he were examining an ancient artifact carrying countless threads of cause and effect.

"I have a secret technique called the Great Evolution Heart Sutra, which was created based on the operating principles of the legendary cosmic wonder, the Heavenly Secret Disc."

When activated, this technique can bypass the opponent's surface consciousness and go straight to their soul's origin, reading their deepest memory imprints.

"Let alone a living person, even a recently deceased corpse, as long as its true spirit has not completely dissipated, I can make it 'speak' and recount its experiences in life."

Before he finished speaking, Master Sanruo slowly closed his eyes, and his entire aura underwent a dramatic change in an instant.

Just a moment ago, he was a gentle and serene enlightened master;

The next moment, he seemed to be detached from this "reality" and established a mysterious connection with the entire secret room, the planet beneath his feet, and even the vast universe.

His presence became ethereal and uncertain, as if he had transformed into a wisp of wind, a ray of light, an invisible rhythm, merging with the breath of the entire universe.

Qin Feng sat to the side, his spiritual power, which was of the highest quality and was "pure black," keenly sensing this change.

In his perception, the life form of the Three Weak Masters seemed to be sublimating, temporarily transforming from an "individual" into a "phenomenon," a "port" for investigating the cause and effect of all things on behalf of Heaven.

This level of understanding has far surpassed the realm of power and touched upon the level of "Tao".

After a long while, Master Sanruo began to chant incantations, reciting ancient, obscure scriptures that did not belong to any language system of any race in the known universe.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strange, profound Daoist rhythm that pointed directly to the source. With each syllable uttered, the space inside the secret chamber would ripple with an almost imperceptible ripple.

The microscopic particles that make up matter seem to be resonating in an orderly and harmonious manner under the guidance of this scripture.

hum-

Master Sanruo suddenly opened his eyes.

Those once gentle and wise eyes have now completely changed.

They are no longer flesh and blood, but have evolved into two slowly rotating, incredibly deep miniature nebulae!

The core of the nebula is extreme darkness, while its edges radiate a brilliant golden light.

Countless profound golden runes that even Qin Feng found unsettling, mysterious imprints representing ancient contracts, and complex array patterns symbolizing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth constantly emerged, flowed, collided, and recombined within these two nebulae…

These eyes no longer seem to be organs for "seeing," but rather two super arrays operating at high speed to unravel the ultimate mysteries of the universe!

"Edict!"

Master Sanruo spoke the truth.

Two golden beams, almost materialized from the compressed torrent of information, suddenly shot out from the depths of his pupils and accurately entered Zhu Wuhou's eyes.

"what……"

Zhu Wuhou let out a short, sharp roar that was somewhere between pain and confusion.

His eyes, burning with fanaticism and resentment, were instantly extinguished the moment they were illuminated by the golden light, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over them.

His eyes became dull, unfocused, and empty at a visible speed, losing all their luster and will, as if his soul had been forcibly extracted from his body by the golden light, leaving only a mindless biological vessel.

For the next three days and three nights, the secret chamber fell into absolute silence.

Master Sanruo sat quietly in meditation, his eyes meeting Zhu Wuhou's. The nebula in his eyes spun at a constant speed, and countless invisible streams of information were being extracted from the depths of Zhu Wuhou's soul sea with unimaginable efficiency. These information was then read, categorized, and analyzed at high speed by the two nebulae.

Qin Feng stood quietly by, protecting the Dharma. He witnessed this miraculous scene from the very beginning, and his opinion of the mysterious organization "Tianjimen" was once again greatly elevated.

He could clearly sense how vast and immense the amount of information Master Sanruo was processing was, and the subtle yet profound way in which his spiritual power operated was extremely inspiring to him.

This is a power system completely different from the "path to the limit" he has taken. It does not pursue the ultimate destruction and speed, but rather the ultimate control over "information" and "cause and effect".

Time passed slowly in this silent exchange of information.

Three days later, a strange change occurred.

Zhu Wuhou, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly trembled, and dark red blood overflowed from all seven orifices at the same time.

His life force declined at an alarming rate, and in Qin Feng's perception, the flame of his soul was like a candle flickering in the wind, quickly dimming and eventually going out completely.

His soul could not withstand this uprooted memory reading and completely collapsed.

At the same time, Master Sanruo slowly closed his eyes, and the two swirling nebulae disappeared back into the depths of his pupils.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his brows were tightly furrowed into a "川" shape, as if he was digesting the massive, chaotic, and polluting information in his own consciousness.

Three more days passed before Master Sanruo's brows finally began to unfurrow.

He exhaled a long breath of foul air, as if he were expelling the filth from Zhu Wuhou's memories.

When he reopened his eyes, the gentleness and ethereal quality of the past were gone, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and worry.

"Master, how is it?!"

Seeing that Master Sanruo had finally finished casting his spell, Qin Feng, who had been guarding him for six days and six nights, immediately asked, his tone filled with barely concealed urgency.

Master Sanruo rubbed his still somewhat throbbing temples and said slowly in a slightly weary voice, "Benefactor Qin Feng, this matter... is far more complicated and troublesome than we imagined."

The water behind Zhu Wuhou is unfathomably deep.

He gathered his thoughts and continued, "First, regarding Zhu Wuhou's betrayal."

Its root cause is exactly the same as the 'blessing' we saw in the newlyweds Lei and Lingyao. One could even say that Zhu Wuhou and his battle group were earlier 'test subjects.'

"According to the core memories I read, about 80,000 years ago, the 'Shadow Moon Wolf' battle group, to which Zhu Wuhou belonged, encountered an insurmountable crisis while exploring a forbidden cosmic land called the 'Tomb of the Ancient God,' and was plunged into a desperate situation of total annihilation."

In his most desperate and resentful prayers, a being calling itself a 'demon god' answered him.

Qin Feng's gaze sharpened, and he listened intently.

"The demon god did not directly use His will to corrupt and distort their souls, but instead bestowed a 'blessing'."

The effect of that blessing was very pure; it increased the fighting spirit, killing intent, and combat instincts of all of them by hundreds of times.

The higher their fighting spirit, the greater the power they gained from the blessing, and afterwards, their bodies and souls showed no signs of being eroded or corrupted by the chaotic energy.

"It was thanks to this sudden 'miracle' that the entire Shadowmoon Wolf Legion survived, and upon their return, they discovered that their strength had greatly improved."

This experience completely overturned their understanding of chaos.

In their view, chaos was no longer a synonym for disorder and evil that had to be eliminated, but rather a great being that could be utilized, capable of bestowing miracles, and worthy of awe and even...desire.

Master Sanruo looked at Qin Feng, his gaze becoming exceptionally profound. He then used a brilliant analogy:

"This is just like a gambler in the mundane world."

For a gambler, the most terrifying thing is never losing all his wealth, but winning enough money on his first bet to change his destiny.

'Winning' was the real beginning of his descent into an abyss of no return.

"These seemingly harmless blessings, which have no side effects and are even perfect, are actually the 'hooks of desire' that the gods have thrown at all living beings in the universe in this new era."

“'Hook'…”

Qin Feng pondered the word, a flash of understanding appearing in his eyes.

"Of course."

Master Sanruo nodded and said, "It will not corrupt you immediately, nor will it demand any price from you."

It simply allows you to taste the sweetness of 'getting something for nothing' and instant success.

Once you accept this gift, the defenses you have against chaos deep within your heart will completely collapse.

When you encounter insurmountable difficulties, invincible enemies, and insurmountable bottlenecks in the future, your first thought will no longer be of arduous daily training or life-or-death battles, but rather... to offer your loyalty and sacrifice to the omnipotent deity who once helped you.

"This is a 'open conspiracy' that undermines our values ​​of spiritual cultivation from the very root."

It exploits the common weaknesses of all living beings—desire and wishful thinking.

Compared to the simple and brutal corruption of the past, this method is more covert, more contagious, and more...deadly.

Qin Feng's mind raced, and he immediately grasped the core of the problem: "I understand."

The problem is that, as far as I know, the Chaos Gods have maintained a relatively fixed pattern of behavior throughout countless eras, mainly involving direct corruption, killing, spreading plagues, and conspiracies.

Why, now, have they all started using this more covert, long-term strategy—a kind of "open conspiracy"? What caused them to change their tactics?

"Good question."

A hint of approval appeared on the face of the Three Weak Masters, but then, that solemn expression reappeared, "Because... they also felt an unprecedented sense of crisis."

A storm, powerful enough to threaten their immortality and sweep across the entire universe, is about to arrive.

He spoke slowly and deliberately, uttering a word that was completely unfamiliar to Qin Feng:
"This is the main purpose of my trip here."

"Benefactor Qin Feng, I am here on the orders of my sect leader to tell you something—"

"The 'Golden Age' of the universe is about to begin."

"The Golden Age?"

This was the first time Qin Feng had heard this term, and a look of confusion involuntarily appeared on his face.

He had never read this word in any of the Holy Temple's scriptures.

"Indeed, a golden age."

Master Sanruo took a deep breath and began to explain this concept concerning the ultimate secrets of the universe.

"First, you need to understand a basic principle."

The real universe we inhabit and the chaotic subspace, seemingly two different dimensions, are actually two sides of the same coin, both following a certain degree of energy conservation.

Although subspace is vast and boundless, the total amount of its primordial energy is finite at the macroscopic level.

For those high and mighty gods, the subspace is their garden and pasture; the souls of believers and the emotions of the universe are the sustenance they rely on for survival and growth.

"The more gods there are, the less 'cake' each god can get."

Gods are not perpetual motion machines devoid of desire; they too cultivate themselves, pursuing the highest realm beyond 'immortality'—transcendence.

To transcend this, one needs a massive amount of unimaginable resources.

Therefore, the competition among gods is a hundred times more brutal than you can imagine.

"And the real universe we live in is not static."

It exhibits a periodic, tidal-like pattern.

Every so often, a period of time too long to be measured in specific years, the universe transitions from a relatively stable 'flat tide' to an extremely active 'high tide'.

This period of high tide is what our Heavenly Secrets Sect calls the "Golden Age."

"Simply put, during the Golden Age, the fundamental laws of the entire universe will become extremely active, as if awakening from a slumber."

Countless ancient relics that have been silent in past eras and supreme opportunities buried by the long river of history will resurface like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

The frequency of 'cosmic wonders'—treasures that only exist in legends—appearing in the world will greatly increase;

Most importantly, the frequency and generosity of missions issued by the 'Cosmic Will' will increase exponentially!

Master Sanruo's tone carried a hint of longing, as well as a hint of awe.

"what does that mean?
This means that in the years to come, countless beings will obtain tremendous opportunities that they never dared to dream of before, and their strength will experience explosive growth!
In every era, countless exceptionally talented beings, riding the wave of this age, break free from their constraints, ignite their divine fire, and ultimately ascend to godhood!

"The birth of a new god will inevitably challenge the status of the old god."

In the struggle for limited subspace resources and that elusive opportunity for transcendence, a brutal and devastating 'war of gods' that will engulf the entire universe will be inevitable.

At that time, there will be mad god-slayers, cunning opportunists, ancient gods awakening from antiquity, and ambitious new gods...

Countless monsters and demons will make their appearance in this cosmic extravaganza called the 'Golden Age'!

Qin Feng listened quietly, his heart churning with turbulent emotions.

He finally understood why the evil gods had changed their tactics and why the Cult of Ten Thousand Races was behaving so mysteriously.

They are all making preparations in advance for this upcoming, god-like "involution"!

"The war of the gods may still seem far away to you right now."

Master Sanruo abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming extremely serious, his eyes sharp as knives, piercing Qin Feng's heart, "However, the direct impact of the Golden Age on you is imminent, and... fatal!"

"Because there is an ironclad rule in the universe—'One method cannot be practiced simultaneously'!"

"One cannot practice the same Dharma simultaneously?"

"Yes."

Master Sanruo nodded heavily. "You can understand it as any 'path' that can directly point to the origin of the universe and ultimately lead to godhood is unique and one of a kind."

Like a throne, it can only seat one person.

When a second person also wants to sit on this throne, there is no possibility of coexistence between them.

"Benefactor Qin Feng, the 'Path of Limits' you have taken integrates 30 billion secret techniques, forging the legendary supreme foundation of the [Primordial Singularity]."

Whether you call it the Path to Limits, the Growth of Limits, or the Overwhelming Power of Basic Stats, its essence is a true and fundamental "Path to Proving the Dao Through Force"!
This path is incredibly difficult, fraught with unimaginable tribulations and challenges, but its potential is also incredibly high, high enough to make even the gods take notice.

"In the long and untraceable history of the universe, you are by no means the only genius who has tried to embark on the 'path of divinity' through force."

The vast majority of them failed, becoming dust in the annals of history due to a lack of resources.

However, there are a very few who may not have completely disappeared, but have simply fallen into slumber because the time has not yet come.

Perhaps they reached a point where they were forced to stop due to resource depletion, and are now silently waiting in some corner.

"In the coming golden age, with the generous blessings of the universe's will and the explosive burst of countless opportunities, there will inevitably be more peerless geniuses like you who will forge their supreme foundation, glimpse the mysteries of the origin, and embark on the 'divine path' of proving the Dao through strength!"

"And when you, these travelers on the 'only' path, meet one day in the future, there will only be one ending."

Master Sanruo's voice turned cold and cruel: "Only the one who survives has the right to continue on this path."

The other will become a stepping stone for the victor's ascension to godhood, along with his path, his laws, and everything he possesses, all of which will be utterly devoured and absorbed by the victor!

boom!
These words struck Qin Feng's heart like a heavy hammer imbued with the laws of the universe.

For the first time, he truly felt the immense pressure that came from his "fellow traveler," a pressure that transcended time and space.

He always thought of himself as a solitary traveler on this "path of limits" and "path of proving the Way through strength," a path unprecedented in history.

Little did he know that far ahead on this path, countless pioneers and competitors were already lurking in the shadows, waiting and watching. His opponents were no longer just the visible enemies, but also those unseen "selves" who, like him, were chosen by the times and were at the same level!
"Right now, it's just the prelude to the opening of the Golden Mansion, the last calm before the storm."

Master Sanruo looked at Qin Feng, who was deep in thought, and made a final summary, his voice filled with urgency.

“There are countless geniuses in the universe, but in this era, according to the observations of our Tianji Sect, you are the only one who has truly embarked on the ‘path to divinity’.”

"Benefactor Qin Feng, you possess an invaluable 'first-mover advantage'!"

"Therefore, you must take action! At all costs, seize this last and most crucial window of opportunity. Before all the heroes rise up, before those future competitors grow up, fight for resources, seize opportunities, and complete those high-reward missions of the cosmic will. Establish your leading position to a level that they can only look up to and never catch up with!"

"This is no longer just your personal cultivation. This is a war concerning the ownership of the 'Tao'. You must win!"

"I understand, Master. I'd like to take a look at this first."

Qin Feng looked at his long, strong hands and slowly opened them.

There, a simple, unassuming spatial ring lay quietly.

This is Zhu Wuhou's storage ring.

The reason Qin Feng suddenly interrupted Master Sanruo at the end of their conversation and demanded the ring was precisely due to this change in mindset.

Once he fully understood the essence of the "Golden Age"—an unprecedented battle for resources—his mindset shifted accordingly.

No potential resource point, regardless of size, should be overlooked.

Zhu Wuhou, a genuine mid-level marquis, is also a member of the mysterious organization "Ten Thousand Races Sect," so one can imagine how wealthy he is.

More importantly, since he betrayed Lord Yunfu and stole the map clues about the "Primordial Fire," this item, which is crucial to Qin Feng, is very likely in this ring.

In the eyes of the Three Weak Masters, Qin Feng's actions might have been meticulous, but in Qin Feng's own view, it was a matter of course under the new rules.

Without further hesitation, a wisp of "pure black quality" spiritual energy, like the finest scalpel, easily probed into the inner space of the ring and precisely located the soul imprint left by Zhu Wuhou.

The mark, already weakened by its owner's severe injuries, was now utterly powerless against Qin Feng's overwhelming spiritual power, melting away like snow under the scorching sun.

hum-

The spatial ring emitted a soft hum, fully opening its arms to its new owner.

Qin Feng's divine sense sank into it.

In an instant, a vast storage space, beyond imagination, appeared in his mind.

This space was so vast that it was almost comparable to a small star. It was filled with a huge amount of resources, neatly categorized and piled up, dazzling and radiant.

However, Qin Feng's divine sense merely swept over this dazzling wealth at a rapid pace, without stirring much emotion in his heart.

These things, though precious, are merely icing on the cake for his current status and wealth.

His foundation of the Primordial Singularity does not require these conventional resources, but rather rare treasures that can touch the very origin of the universe.

Soon, Qin Feng discovered a solitary wooden box made of "Soul-Nourishing Wood".

Qin Feng cautiously probed over with his divine sense.

The moment his divine sense touched the wooden box, a faint yet incredibly hot and ancient aura seeped out from it.

This aura is like the first flame born at the beginning of the universe, containing the primordial power of creation and destruction.

As soon as it appeared, it resonated strongly with the Primordial Singularity, which evolved from the Final Singularity, deep within Qin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness!
found it!
Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed his excitement.

Upon holding the wooden box, a warm and inviting sensation washes over you.

Qin Feng opened the box.

An ancient-looking animal skin scroll lies quietly inside.

The scroll, made from the hide of some mythical beast, has remained as sturdy as ever despite the passage of countless years.

The fragmented landscape and star trails are depicted on it using an ancient and mysterious vermilion dye.

The most striking feature is the central image of a flame.

Even though it was just a picture, the flames seemed to be burning real, and the faint yet intense light they emitted resonated with the information about the "Primordial Fire" in his mind in an unprecedented and most intense way!

that's it!
Fragment of the "Primordial Fire"!
In that instant, Qin Feng clearly felt that the [Primordial Singularity] within his body was cheering and jumping for joy, as if it had seen a long-lost thing of the same origin. A desire from the source urged him to immediately gather the fragments of the map, find the real "Primordial Fire", devour it, and complete his supreme foundation.

He raised his head, looked at Master Sanruo, a smile on his face, and waved the map in his hand: "Master, this is a fragment of the 'Primordial Fire' map, which is the key to perfecting my own path."

"This item was taken from my fellow human comrades by him. Now I'm taking it back. Is that alright?"

Master Sanruo was taken aback at first, then he saw the animal skin scroll in Qin Feng's hand and felt its unique primal aura. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

As a member of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, he was knowledgeable and naturally recognized this invaluable clue concerning the origin of the universe.

He gave Qin Feng a deep look, then chuckled, "Of course, no problem. The spoils of war are rightfully yours, and besides, they are closely related to your path."

However, according to the rules, I must report this matter to the Holy Court and have it recorded.

"As it should be."

Qin Feng nodded calmly.

"Brother Qin..."

Master Sanruo shook his head, his tone carrying an indescribable sigh, "Your luck is truly astonishing. You just learned of the urgency of the Golden Age and the need to do everything in your power to find opportunities, and then the key to perfecting your own divine path has been delivered to your doorstep. It's like a pillow being delivered when you're sleepy."

His words were filled with admiration for Qin Feng's almost incomprehensible luck.

As a top genius of the Heavenly Mystery Sect, he understood better than anyone the importance of "luck" on the path of cultivation.

Opportunities that some people may never encounter in their entire lives seem to be within easy reach for others.

Qin Feng is clearly the latter.

"Haha, it was just a coincidence."

Qin Feng smiled and didn't dwell on the matter further.

He carefully and solemnly put away the tattered animal hide map and placed it into his subspace storage unit.

This subtle action demonstrates his extreme regard for this item.

"Alright, that's all settled. I should go now."

Seeing this, Master Sanruo did not linger any longer and nodded to Qin Feng, "The Golden Age is imminent, so take care of yourself. If needed, the Holy Academy can contact you at any time through your privileges."

Having said that, he said no more, picked up Zhu Wuhou who was like a dead dog, and lightly swiped his hand in front of him.

scoff!

The void cracked open with a pitch-black rift, its interior churning with turbulent currents, but an invisible force gently pushed them aside, forming a stable and profound passage leading to an unknown, distant place.

Master Sanruo stepped into it, and his figure disappeared along with the spatial rift.

The spatial ripples gradually subsided, and the last wisp of profound aura belonging to the secret techniques of the Heavenly Mystery Sect also dissipated without a trace.

An unprecedented stillness enveloped the secret chamber, meticulously prepared by the Second Elder of the Spirit Deer Kingdom.

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

A golden age!

These four words seemed to contain boundless magic and weight, stirring up a tidal wave in his heart.

Before this, Qin Feng had already stood at the pinnacle of his generation, even possessing the terrifying combat power to reverse the tide and be granted a title of nobility.
However, his plans for the future still follow a relatively clear and predictable trajectory—to digest what he has gained, improve his strength, find the "Primordial Fire" to perfect his own path, settle the scores with the "Ten Thousand Races Sect," and finally climb along the "Path of Limits" until he reaches the end of the martial arts path.

This road is lonely and long, but the goal is clear.

However, the emergence of the "Golden Age" instantly transformed this originally clear and solitary path into a crowded, bloody, and cruel battlefield.

Master Sanruo's words were like a key, unlocking many long-standing doubts in Qin Feng's heart.

He finally understood why the higher-ups of the Human Race Holy Academy, especially the Limit Lord and his master Devouring King, would devote so much, even to the point of disregarding cost, resources and attention to a junior like him who had not yet been granted the title of Marquis.

Those vast fiefdoms of seven or eight hundred cosmic kingdoms were not just a reward, but also the foundation for him to establish his own team and integrate resources in advance.

That supreme awarding ceremony, broadcast live across the entire human territory, was not only an honor, but also the fastest and widest way to establish his prestige, allowing his banner to attract and unite more human forces.

Even his reputation as a "fierce god" was never suppressed or guided by the higher-ups of the Holy Academy; instead, they allowed it to ferment and spread throughout the universe.

Because they know that in the coming "golden age," a gentle "genius" is far less effective than a fearsome "fierce god" in deterring villains and plundering the massive resources necessary for survival and advancement.

All the planning, all the favoritism, all the glory—their ultimate purpose was to deal with this unprecedented upheaval that swept across the entire universe and occurred only once in countless eras.

Qin Feng was the first and heaviest chip that the human race's high-ranking officials placed in this high-stakes gamble!
Because he is currently the only known pioneer among the younger generation of humans to embark on the "path to godhood".

"I see……"

Qin Feng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, the breath long and deep, as if releasing all the doubts and pressures that had accumulated in his chest.

An unprecedented sense of enlightenment came over me.

The heavy pressure he had previously felt for the future of humanity was now replaced by a more intense and pure emotion—the will to fight!
Yes, it's the will to fight!

It is that kind of supreme fighting spirit that comes from having already set up the chessboard and knowing all the rules, and yearning to have a thrilling duel with an opponent who is evenly matched or even far superior to oneself!

"One cannot practice the same Dharma simultaneously..."

Qin Feng murmured this cruel law of the universe, his eyes showing no fear but rather sparkling with excitement.

He emerged from the morning star, and along the way, he encountered mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He had been defeated and faced death, but his Dao heart had never been truly broken.

His "path to the limit" is a path forged in dire circumstances and perfected in battle.

The so-called life-or-death struggle between those on the same path is not a threat to him at all; on the contrary, it is the best whetstone to temper his own path and prove his own strength.

"Throughout countless eras, there have been no shortage of exceptional talents who have embarked on this path..."

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a confident and arrogant arc. "Then let me see just how much these so-called 'prodigies' hidden in the river of time really are!"

Having figured all this out, Qin Feng's mind became clear and his Dao heart became increasingly transparent and pure.

He no longer passively considered how to "cope" with the golden age, but began to actively think about how to "seize" the greatest benefits from this upcoming feast.

His gaze finally returned from the grand cosmic landscape to what was right in front of him.

Qin Feng stood still for a moment, then slowly opened his palm.

He refocused his mind and visualized the fragment of the "Primordial Fire" animal hide before himself.

This time, with no outsiders present, he could study the map concerning his future path carefully and without any reservations.

The lines on the scroll are ancient and weathered, not just simple depictions; each stroke seems to contain some profound truth of the universe.

The contours of the mountains, the veins of the rivers, and the arrangement of the stars all subtly correspond to some mysterious array rules.

However, the scroll is also severely damaged, with at least two-thirds missing, leaving only a chaotic blank space.

With only what we have, trying to find the location of the "Primordial Fire" is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, pondering in his heart.

Following conventional thinking, his next step should be to try to find other fragments of the map.

But the universe is so vast that finding the remaining fragments is no less difficult than retracing one's cultivation path.

"wrong……"

Qin Feng stared at the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar star trails on the scroll, and a strange thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

"This star system... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before..."

He began to fully utilize his memories.

After becoming a black hole-level powerhouse, his memory had already reached the level of photographic memory and perfect recall.

Every event he experienced over the years, every starry sky he saw, was stored in his memory palace like an imprint.

He searched quickly.

Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University? No, that's not right.

The Trial Galaxy Cluster of the Cosmic Genius Battle? No, that's not right either.

The many star regions of the battlefield of myriad races?
It seems... there's a slight similarity, but the details don't match at all.

Where exactly is it?

That intense sense of familiarity, as if separated by a thin veil, made him extremely anxious.

Suddenly, his divine sense reached the deepest part of his memory palace, a corner he had deliberately sealed away, filled with respect and regret.

There, a final piece of inherited memory is preserved.

The scene in my memory is in the main hall of the ancient Luo King Ruins, which is in ruins and about to collapse completely.

A towering, yet nearly vanished, remnant soul of a king, in its final moments, transformed its most essential legacy and a final message into a torrent of information, which it then poured into the depths of its own soul.

Qin Feng's mind was instantly immersed in that memory.

The ancient and majestic voice of the King of Luo, transcending time and space, resounded once again in his mind:
"My legacy is all in 'Lu Village'..."

"This is the star marker of 'Furnace Village,' remember it well. When you are strong enough, you can follow the trail."

As the memories resurfaced, an incredibly clear and complete three-dimensional star coordinate system, composed of pure cosmic rules, once again appeared in Qin Feng's mind.

This coordinate is not a map, but the most direct direction!
It is an "anchor point" that the ancient king condensed based on his own understanding of the Great Dao of Space, a point from which one will never lose one's way.

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, the shock in them almost tangible!
He immediately performed a virtual overlay and comparison in his mind between the complete and clear coordinates of the "Furnace Village" left by the ancient king and the broken and blurry fragment of the "Primordial Fire" map in his hand!
Om-! ! !
It's like two perfectly fitting puzzle pieces that have finally been put together!
It's like the most precise key being inserted into the most suitable lock cylinder!
The incomplete star field depicted on that fragmented map perfectly and without the slightest error overlapped with the outer environment of the star field pointed to by the coordinates of "Furnace Village"!

The blurry mountain and river formations on the fragmented map become clear under the complete coordinate system, pointing directly to the core of the coordinates!

The most crucial point on the fragment, marked with a flame pattern, is precisely the "hearthland" that King Guro spoke of!
At that moment, a shocking yet perfectly logical conclusion exploded in Qin Feng's mind!
Zhu Wuhou went to great lengths, even betraying his comrades, to obtain the fragment of the "Primordial Fire" map. The final destination it pointed to was none other than the "Furnace Village," which was left to him by the ancient Luo King in its complete form!
"I see!"

Qin Feng clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from extreme excitement.

He was previously worried about how to find the remaining fragments of the map, but he never expected that he already had the complete "treasure map" in his hands!
"That makes perfect sense!"

Qin Feng's mind raced, and he instantly grasped all the key points.

"King Guro is a renowned master craftsman throughout the entire universe!!"

"And what is the most crucial element in weapon crafting? It's fire!"

"Ordinary flames are simply incapable of melting those top-tier divine metals and immortal irons in the universe. To become a master craftsman of the same caliber as the Ancient Luo King, one must possess the most powerful flames in the universe!"

"What is the most supreme flame in the universe? It is the thirty-six 'primordial flames' that were born at the beginning of creation, containing the very essence of the universe!"

"Therefore, King Guro definitely possesses one of the thirty-six primordial flames!"

Once this conclusion is reached, all the clues are connected into a clear logical chain.

King Guro possessed the "Primordial Fire," and with it as the core, he established a vast sacred place for weapon crafting and a site for inheritance in his hometown, "Furnace Country."

After his death, he left all of this as his legacy to his chosen successor—Qin Feng.

The "Teach of Ten Thousand Races" somehow obtained some clues about this "Primordial Flame," namely this fragment of a map, and thus dispatched Zhu Wuhou to search for it.

Two seemingly unrelated clues unexpectedly converged with Qin Feng because of this "Hongmen Banquet" conflict.

Qin Feng no longer needs to painstakingly collect the remaining fragments of the map.

Because from the very beginning, he possessed the most accurate navigation to reach the destination!
"Luxiang..."

As Qin Feng pondered the name, the burning fighting spirit in his eyes transformed into an unwavering determination to take action.

Although Qin Feng is only a Domain Lord now, he possesses three supreme foundations: the Primordial Singularity, the Ultimate Body, and the Pure Black Quality Spiritual Power. His true combat strength can no longer be measured by common sense, and he can even kill a top-tier mid-level Marquis in an instant.

More importantly, with the "golden age" just around the corner, time has become the most precious resource.

He didn't have time to cultivate step by step until he became a king. He had to seize every opportunity that could bring about a qualitative change in himself and get ahead of everyone else!

The "Primordial Flame" was the most crucial "accelerator" that gave him a head start over other geniuses in this race on the path to godhood!
"It seems that the matter concerning this territory needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

Qin Feng made a decision in an instant.

His next destination is clear, and the road ahead is bright.

Swords pointed at—the village of furnaces!
(End of this chapter)