High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 344 The Eight Primordial Secret Techniques! [Kill]! A Corner of the Divine Array!
Time, within this divine tomb isolated from the cosmos, seemed to lose its inherent scale.

It is like a static scroll stretched infinitely long, or a flowing film compressed to its extreme. Qin Feng's figure is the only traveler in this scroll and film.

More than a thousand years have passed since I accidentally stepped into this teleportation array and arrived at this restricted land filled with the residual Daoist aura of fallen gods.

For powerful figures who had achieved the rank of Marquis in the outside world, this period of more than a thousand years might have been just a slightly longer period of seclusion, but for Qin Feng, it was a long, lonely, and incredibly rewarding journey of arduous cultivation.

The map, a gift from the will of the universe, became the only key to breaking the divine restrictions of this place when it was reversed.

However, this key is not a omnipotent object that can open all locks. It is more like a profound and obscure general outline of formations, indicating the location of the "gate of life" and "gate of death" of each divine restriction, and marking the weak points in the operation of its laws.

To truly crack the code, Qin Feng still needs to do it personally.

For the first hundred years, he struggled to make progress.

Even after countless years, the power remaining from the restrictions set up by the gods is still beyond imagination.

A seemingly simple spatial folding restriction can generate thousands of pseudo-coordinates within it. If one takes a wrong step, one will be banished to an unknown spatial turbulence, and even if one's physical body is strong, one will not escape being obliterated.

Even if a killing restriction is only swept by the outermost residual waves of the laws, the "intention" originating from the level of a god is enough to severely damage the Dao seal of a Marquis.

Qin Feng had no choice but to immerse himself completely in the task, using his "pure black quality" spiritual power as a pen and the inverted map as ink to mentally reconstruct each restriction countless times. His spiritual power was of extremely high quality, far surpassing his peers, which became his greatest reliance.

The pure black spiritual power seemed to have a natural insight into all laws, and could more clearly perceive the trajectory of the flow of the restrictive laws, thus accurately finding the fleeting "node" marked on the map.

Breaking each restriction is like a delicate surgery that takes years or even decades to complete.

He had to concentrate fully, condensing his mental energy into a needle ten thousand times finer than a hair, and gently plucking the most crucial link between the gaps in the torrent of laws.

This process is tedious and fraught with deadly danger.

However, Qin Feng's heart, honed by a thousand years of solitude and focus, has become increasingly clear and resilient.

He had confronted the will of the Blood God Khorne in the illusion for 150,000 years, and his current thousand years of solitude was nothing compared to that.

His Dao heart was already as firm as divine iron. Not only was it not eroded by loneliness, but it gradually settled and cleansed the restlessness and killing intent he had accumulated on the Island of Death and Fall, in the ten-thousand-year battle with Blood Slaughter Marquis, and in the face of the Golden Emperor and the encirclement and suppression by 80,000 Marquises.

His steps, from initially treading on thin ice to later becoming composed and unhurried, and finally effortless, all showed how his understanding of the laws and control of power were subtly improved during the process of breaking the restrictions.

One thousand two hundred and thirty-seven years later.

Qin Feng finally traversed the layers upon layers of maze-like divine restrictions and arrived at the first core area of ​​this divine tomb—a burial chamber.

The entrance to the tomb was not a magnificent golden door, but a stone door made of an unknown gray rock.

There are no carvings on the door, only the mottled marks left by the erosion of time, and a heavy aura that is extremely restrained, yet seems to be able to crush the universe.

Before the gate lies the last and strongest protective barrier of this place.

It is no longer simply a space, a battleground, or an illusion, but a combination of the three, evolving into a "miniature universe".

Qin Feng appeared as insignificant as a speck of dust before him.

He sat cross-legged before the barrier, closed his eyes, and deduced the events of the past fifty years.

Fifty years later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and deep within those dark pupils, it seemed as if the entire process of a universe from birth to destruction was reflected.

He extended his right hand, and the Dao seal of the Primordial Furnace appeared on his index finger. The ancient furnace spun rapidly, its mouth pointing at a certain point in the "miniature universe" in front of him.

"right here!"

There was no earth-shattering roar, nor any unusual phenomenon of laws shattering.

Qin Feng pointed out, and the pure black spiritual power at his fingertip perfectly merged with the power of the Dao Seal, transforming into an invisible and intangible ripple that precisely landed on the node that he had deduced fifty years ago.

"Click..."

A very faint sound, like the cracking of ice, was heard.

The ever-moving "miniature universe" suddenly stopped, and then, like a painting with its skeleton removed, it collapsed with a bang, turning into the purest energy particles and dissipating into nothingness.

The heavy stone door slowly opened.

Qin Feng straightened his robes, calmed his slightly exhausted mind, and stepped inside.

The tomb chamber itself was equally simple and unadorned.

The walls were empty, the floor was flat, and there were no burial objects or bones. Only in the very center of the tomb chamber, a fist-sized ball of light, emitting a hazy, seven-colored glow, floated silently.

Within the ball of light, there seemed to be a newly created world, where countless rudimentary laws were born, evolved, and intertwined, exuding an aura of the origin of the "Dao".

Just one glance made Qin Feng feel that his thinking speed had increased several times over, and many of the obscure points he had encountered when cultivating the "Nine Tribulations Battle Canon" suddenly became clear.

"This is... the essence of enlightenment!"

Qin Feng's breathing became a little more rapid.

The essence of enlightenment is a legendary wonder that is said to have been born only at the very beginning of the universe, when the Great Dao manifested.

It is not a physical entity, but a tangible condensation of "Tao" at a certain moment, a highly concentrated form of the law.

For any cultivator, this is a coveted treasure. A single essence of enlightenment is enough to give an ordinary cultivator the possibility of reaching a higher realm, and can also clear countless obstacles on the path of a prodigy's cultivation.

Without a doubt, this is an incredible opportunity!

Just as Qin Feng was about to step forward and carefully study how to collect this essence of enlightenment, a violent tremor suddenly came from a corner of his subspace storage ring.

buzzing-

It was a seed, a Seven-Colored Bodhi Tree Seed that flowed with seven-colored light throughout its body, and had remained silent ever since it was obtained in the Crimson Forbidden Land.

Qin Feng affectionately calls it "Xiao Qi".

At this moment, Xiao Qi was trembling at an unprecedented frequency, and a series of thoughts filled with extreme desire, extreme excitement, and even a trace of instinctive pleading were clearly transmitted across space to Qin Feng's mind.

The feeling was like a child who had been starving for millions of years suddenly seeing the most delicious food in the world.

Qin Feng's heart moved.

He could sense that Xiao Qi's desire was not simply greed, but an instinctive drive for a leap in life level, an evolutionary impulse like a fish seeing the dragon gate or a moth flying towards the light.

"You want to swallow it?"

Qin Feng asked tentatively through his mind.

The thoughts Xiaoqi transmitted back became even more agitated, and the tremors became even more intense.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment.

This essence of enlightenment is of immeasurable value.

If he refines it himself, it might greatly accelerate his progress in cultivating the Nine Tribulations Battle Canon, and might even allow him to take his understanding of the "Path to the Limit" to a new level.

But Xiaoqi's reaction also bothered him greatly.

The seven-colored Bodhi tree is a legendary object in the universe, and once it grows, it has countless wonderful uses.

I have been struggling to find a way to nurture it, and now, this essence of enlightenment may be the key to its growth and transformation.

This is an investment.

Investing in yourself is a sure-fire way to make money.

Investing in Xiaoqi might bring even better opportunities.

"That's it!"

A resolute glint flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. "My cultivation relies on myself, on the reward of hard work, and on the path to the limit. External aids are ultimately just supplements. Now that I have this opportunity, I'll take a gamble and see what kind of surprise you can bring me!"

After making the decision, Qin Feng no longer hesitated.

With a thought, he summoned the seven-colored Bodhi tree seed from the subspace.

As soon as Xiao Qi left the storage space and came into contact with the aura emanating from the essence of enlightenment, it instantly burst forth with dazzling seven-colored divine light.

It transformed into a streak of light, and before Qin Feng could even react, it "whooshed" into the fist-sized ball of enlightenment essence.

The ball of light surged violently, its seven-colored rays intertwining, colliding, and merging with the misty aura of enlightenment.

Qin Feng could clearly feel that an unimaginably powerful source of "Dao" energy was being frantically devoured and absorbed by Xiao Qi.

Qin Feng did not disturb them, but instead set up layers of security barriers at the entrance of the tomb chamber. Then he sat down cross-legged and quietly protected them.

This sitting has lasted for a century.

Over the course of a century, that essence of enlightenment has dimmed and shrunk at a visible rate.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qi, who was suspended in the middle, underwent a tremendous change.

It is no longer in the form of a seed, but gradually stretches, sprouts, and grows.

It started as a tiny, colorful seedling, which then grew into a small tree about a foot tall.

The tree trunk is crystal clear, as if it were cast from seven-colored glass, and the leaves are the condensation of the Great Dao runes, each leaf shimmering with different laws of light.

When the last glimmer of enlightenment was completely consumed, the sapling's growth also came to an abrupt end.

Its entire body trembled, and an incomparably powerful life force and law fluctuation suddenly erupted!

The intensity of that aura had clearly surpassed that of a black hole, firmly establishing itself at the "Marquis" level!

A seven-colored Bodhi tree of the highest rank!
Just as Qin Feng was shocked, an even stranger scene unfolded.

The seven-colored sapling swayed gently, and the two topmost leaves slowly fell off, transforming into two round, longan-sized, seven-colored fruits that exuded a refreshing and invigorating aura.

Immediately afterwards, a clear, youthful thought, yet containing boundless profound mystery, resounded directly within the depths of Qin Feng's soul:

"Owner……"

This is no longer the vague, instinctive transmission of emotions as before, but a clear sense of self with independent thinking ability!

Xiao Qi has developed intelligence!

Qin Feng was overjoyed, as he could feel a deep sense of closeness and affection emanating from the small tree.

At the same time, an invisible contract seemed to have been formed naturally in the dark, tightly connecting his soul with Xiao Qi's.

This is an equal soul contract, stemming from Xiaoqi's complete willingness and gratitude.

From then on, they would share both glory and loss.

"Xiao Qi, you..."

Qin Feng tried to communicate with it.

“Master, I… have devoured the origin of the ‘Dao’ and gained a new life. This is the ‘Enlightenment Fruit’ that I have borne, containing a great deal of power from the essence of enlightenment. Please… enjoy it, Master.”

Although Xiaoqi's thoughts were still somewhat immature, the meaning she expressed was incredibly clear.

Under its mental control, the two seven-colored fruits floated lightly to Qin Feng's front.

Qin Feng reached out and took the fruit. He could feel that it contained the purest essence of enlightenment energy, which had been transformed and purified by Xiao Qi.

This energy is gentler and easier to absorb than the previous essence of enlightenment.

"Okay, Xiao Qi, thank you."

Qin Feng said sincerely.

He made the right gamble!
Instead of losing the opportunity to obtain the essence of enlightenment, they gained a plant life ally with intelligence and strength reaching the level of a marquis, as well as two even more effective enlightenment fruits!

He put Xiao Qi back into a subspace storage unit to allow it to stabilize its realm.

Then, Qin Feng looked at the two Enlightenment Fruits in his hand, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

"The Nine Tribulations Battle Scripture, it's time to conquer you!"

Without further hesitation, he put one of the Enlightenment Fruits into his mouth.

The fruit melted in his mouth, transforming into a clear spring that defied description, flowing down his throat and directly into the very essence of his soul.

boom--! ! !
In that instant, Qin Feng's entire sea of ​​consciousness was stirred up by a monstrous wave.

Countless profound mysteries of the first level of the "Nine Tribulations Battle Canon"—the Conferment of Marquis Chapter—those laws and principles that were originally like looking through frosted glass, visible but intangible, were now washed away by this clear spring and instantly became clearer than ever before.

The core of the first level of the Nine Tribulations Battle Manual lies in "forging the Tribulation Seal".

The so-called "Kalpa Seal" is a fundamental rune that uses itself as a carrier to simulate the power of a cosmic catastrophe.

It requires the simultaneous inscription of a complete and identical "Kalpa Seal" in three places: the Sea of ​​Spirit, the Origin of the Physical Body, and the Core of the Dao Seal.

When the three seals unite and resonate with each other, they can trigger a "calamity" power, which will amplify all aspects of oneself.

This process was incredibly complex and extremely dangerous.

The "Karma Seal" in the Sea of ​​Spirit needs to be drawn stroke by stroke with spiritual power.

This Calamity Seal contains 9,999 basic runes. Each rune represents a change in a law. If there is even the slightest error, the entire Calamity Seal will collapse and may even backfire on the spirit, causing irreversible damage.

The "Karma Seal" of the physical body's origin requires the use of qi and blood as ink and the entire body's muscles, bones, and flesh as paper to imprint it deep within the body.

This requires the physical body to be incredibly strong, otherwise it would be impossible to withstand the erosion of the "calamity" power.

Qin Feng's [Silver-White Body] is the perfect vessel.

The "Kalpa Seal" at the core of the Dao Seal is of paramount importance.

It needs to be perfectly integrated with the Primal Furnace to become part of the Dao Seal, serving as the energy center of the entire amplification system.

Qin Feng had previously estimated that even with his comprehension, it would take him at least 100,000 years of hard work to complete the first level.

But now, with the help of the Enlightenment Fruit, everything has changed.

His consciousness was immersed in a wonderful state of "enlightenment," and his thinking speed was more than a thousand times faster.

Those basic runes that were so complex they made one's scalp tingle seemed to have become the simplest one, two, three in his eyes.

He began a long period of seclusion.

Time flows on, yet a thousand years pass in an instant.

In this secluded divine tomb, Qin Feng forgot about time and everything else, immersing himself entirely in the cultivation of the "Nine Tribulations Battle Manual".

In the first three thousand years, with his pure black spiritual power, he successfully outlined the first complete "spiritual tribulation seal" in his vast, star-like consciousness space.

The moment the Calamity Seal took shape, his entire spiritual perception instantly became incredibly sharp, as if it could pierce through illusions and point directly to the source.

In the second three thousand years, he mobilized all his blood and energy, using his silver-white body as a furnace, enduring the excruciating pain of being devoured by countless ants, and successfully imprinted the second "Flesh Body Calamity Seal" on his limbs, bones, internal organs, and even the deepest part of every cell.

The moment the calamity seal was completed, his [silver-white body] shone brightly, and his defense and strength were once again qualitatively enhanced on the original basis.

In the third three thousand years, he immersed his entire mind in the Dao Seal, using the [Primordial Furnace] as a foundation, and carefully integrated the third "Dao Seal Calamity Seal" into it.

This process was the most dangerous; the slightest mistake could damage the Dao Seal and shake the foundation. But thanks to the extraordinary insights brought by the Enlightenment Fruit, he completed this final step without any major incident.

Once all three Calamity Seals are forged, the remaining thousand years will be spent linking them together to create a resonance.

The last day of the eternal seclusion.

Qin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged like a stone sculpture, suddenly shuddered.

boom! boom! boom!
Three distinct yet shared origins of powerful auras surged into the sky from his sea of ​​consciousness, physical body, and Dao seal!

On his brow, a surreal, complex mark, imbued with the aura of destruction and rebirth, flashed by.

On his body, silvery-white tribulation marks flowed across his skin, adding to his [silver-white body] a sense of holiness and majesty.

At his dantian, the Dao Seal of the Primordial Furnace rotated violently, and a clear Tribulation Seal also appeared on the furnace wall, making the aura of the entire furnace even deeper and more violent.

The next moment, the three "Calamity Seals" seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, simultaneously emitting brilliant light, echoing each other and forming a perfect energy cycle.

"The Nine Tribulations Battle Scripture, First Level, Complete!"

Qin Feng opened his eyes, and a beam of light that seemed capable of tearing apart the universe shot out, creating subtle ripples in the void in front of him.

He slowly stood up, feeling the explosive power within his body, and an uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.

"start!"

With a thought, he activated the "Nine Tribulations Battle Codex".

In an instant, the three tribulation seals activated simultaneously, and a mysterious power of "tribulation" flowed through his limbs and bones, deep into his soul, and to the core of the Dao seal.

He could clearly feel that the strength of his mental power had doubled from its original level!
The original exploration range of one million kilometers instantly increased to two million kilometers!
This was under the suppression of the Divine Tomb. If it were outside, Qin Feng's spiritual power could instantly cover the territories of thousands of cosmic kingdoms.

The quality of spiritual power has also become more refined!
He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body.

Strength, speed, defense... all physical attributes also received a double boost!

This means that his physical strength alone is now enough to contend with some newly crowned kings!
He simulated the operation of the killing technique, and whether it was [Inch of Light] or other secret techniques, its power, operating speed, and law-driven efficiency were all doubled!

Mental strength, physical body, and killing techniques all received a 100% boost!
This isn't a simple case of one plus one equals two. For someone like Qin Feng, whose foundation is terrifyingly strong, each doubling of one statistic results in an exponential surge in overall combat power!

"This is terrifying... and this is only the first level."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock, "The power of divine arts is indeed extraordinary. If I were to face that Heavenly King again now..."

He was confident that, although he might still find it difficult to defeat the opponent's unpredictable array formation, at least he would not be as helpless as last time, forced to flee in a sorry state!

He now has the confidence to fight them head-on!

A single Enlightenment Fruit and ten thousand years of arduous cultivation brought about an astonishing transformation in strength.

Qin Feng let out a long breath, calming his turbulent emotions.

He stored the second Enlightenment Fruit in a subspace storage unit for future cultivation.

He then turned his gaze into the deeper darkness of the tomb chamber.

"This divine tomb, with only the first chamber containing such an opportunity, what will follow?"

Filled with anticipation, Qin Feng embarked on his exploration once again.

With the blessing of the first level of the Nine Tribulations Battle Manual, his mental strength doubled, and the speed at which he broke the restrictions also more than doubled.

Another few hundred years passed.

He successfully reached the second burial chamber.

This tomb is much larger than the first one. In its center, there is a piece of metal about the size of a human head, with a dark golden color and natural Dao patterns on its surface.

This piece of metal floated there quietly, yet it seemed to be the center of the entire universe, emanating a terrifying aura that suppressed all ages and was eternally immortal.

Its mass seems to transcend the realm of physics; its mere existence causes a subtle distortion in the surrounding space.

Qin Feng recognized it at a glance; it was definitely a divine metal of the cosmic level!

Its grade might even be higher than the Tianyan Alloy he obtained before!

He approached cautiously, reached out his hand, and tried to touch it.

The weight of the piece of divine metal was immense. Even with his current power, which was comparable to that of a king after his enhancement, he still felt a bit strained when he picked up this piece of divine metal the size of a human head.

Its toughness far exceeded Qin Feng's imagination. He activated the power of the [Silver-White Body] and tried to scratch it with his fingernail, but couldn't even leave a trace.

He then summoned the Primordial Furnace, spewing out Dao Seal True Fire powerful enough to incinerate gold and iron. After burning for half a day, the dark golden divine metal only turned slightly red on the surface, without even a trace of melting.

"What an amazing artifact!"

Qin Feng was amazed.

He probed it with a wisp of his spiritual energy, trying to analyze its internal structure.

However, the moment the spiritual power came into contact with the divine metal, it was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, instantly being completely consumed by that immortal material property.

Qin Feng refused to believe in superstition and mobilized his strongest pure black spiritual power.

This time, there was finally a response.

When that wisp of pure black spiritual energy touched the divine metal, he felt a very faint "softening," as if solid ice had met the rising sun. Although slow, a slight fusion did occur.

"I see."

Qin Feng instantly understood, "This kind of divine metal is so tough that it surpasses the ordinary level. Ordinary forces simply cannot move it. Only spiritual power of my caliber, or... the legendary power of a 'Saint' or higher, can refine it with the power of a saint!"

The title of "Saint" is a legendary existence that is a whole realm higher than the title of "Emperor".

This divine metal requires such a person to refine it, so its preciousness is unimaginable. It is estimated to be one of the seventy-two divine metals in the universe, or at the very least, a top-quality divine metal. However, Qin Feng did not recognize the name of this divine metal.

Qin Feng felt a surge of excitement.

This is a treasure tailor-made for him!
If his [Limited Body] could be integrated with such divine metal, how terrifying would his defensive power become?

If his Primordial Furnace were reforged with this divine metal, what kind of power would it possess?

Unfortunately, refining it is an extremely long process.

"There's no rush."

Qin Feng quickly calmed down. "At the speed at which I refine my pure black spiritual power, it would probably take 'ten thousand years' to calculate."

He directly opened the true form of the [Primordial Furnace] Dao Seal, the furnace mouth opened wide, generating a terrifying suction force that swallowed the dark golden divine metal whole!

Boom!

As the divine metal was poured into the furnace, the entire Primal Furnace trembled violently, as if it could not withstand its terrifying weight and immortal properties.

"Practice for me!"

Qin Feng let out a low shout and fully activated the Dao Seal.

Within the furnace, the [Void Black Flame] burned fiercely, enveloping the divine metal and beginning a ceaseless, day-and-night forging process.

At the same time, he separated a portion of his pure black spiritual power and wrapped it around the divine metal, refining it from both the inside and outside.

"With the power of my Dao Seal Fire, combined with the characteristics of my spiritual power, using both methods simultaneously... I estimate that it will take at least 100,000 years to completely refine this divine metal and integrate it into my [Limited Body] and Dao Seal."

One hundred thousand years!
This is a time that would deter any mortal.

But in Qin Feng's eyes, there was no trace of anxiety, only endless patience and determination.

His path is the "path of the limit," the path of the gods, which cannot be judged by ordinary standards.

Ten thousand years of accumulation have led to a fundamental transformation, making this a worthwhile deal.

After placing the unidentified divine metal into his own furnace seal for "warming and refining," Qin Feng's gaze once again turned to the deeper parts of the divine tomb.

The opportunities he encountered here have completely transformed him.

He eagerly anticipated how far he would ultimately go in this place where the gods had fallen.

……

Since refining the Enlightenment Fruit and mastering the first level of the Nine Tribulations Battle Manual, Qin Feng has spent another ten thousand years trekking alone through this passageway leading to the deeper parts of the Divine Tomb.

These ten thousand years were not without their ups and downs.

He discovered two more sealed tombs along the way.

Unlike the tomb chamber where the "Essence of Enlightenment" was previously discovered, the stone doors of these two tomb chambers are shrouded in more complex and powerful restrictive markings.

These marks are not for simple defense, but more like a kind of...sealing.

A last-ditch effort to defy the power of time and preserve everything inside.

Qin Feng spent a tremendous amount of effort deciphering them.

His pure black spiritual power was like the most precise carving knife, peeling away and disintegrating those ancient and powerful seals little by little, following the reverse deduction of the restriction patterns on the map.

Each successful breakthrough is accompanied by a dissipation of energy, the last trace of divine essence that the core of the restriction has lost over countless ages.

As the stone door of the first tomb chamber slowly opened with a dull thud, an extremely rotten smell wafted out.

Qin Feng held his breath, protected his body with the Dao Seal of the Primordial Furnace, and slowly stepped inside.

This is an armory.

The walls were once covered with weapons, and weapon racks were placed on the ground.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks... covering almost all mainstream weapon types in the universe.

Each weapon was once a masterpiece that shocked the world. Even across countless years, Qin Feng could still feel their supreme power to cleave stars and shatter the void from their remaining outlines and the faint, sharp aura in the air.

These are all treasures at least at the level of cosmic venerables, and some of them even exude a terrifying aura that is faintly close to that of gods.

A burning desire flashed in Qin Feng's eyes. He reached out and cautiously probed towards the nearest spear.

The spear shaft once bore lifelike dragon-shaped runes, brimming with the spirit of power and beauty.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the gun, something unexpected happened.

Like a decay process that had been fast-forwarded, the once gleaming spear instantly lost all its luster, starting from where his fingertips pointed.

The dragon-shaped runes on it quickly dimmed, turning into grayish-white powder. Then, the entire gun trembled slightly with a "hum," and right before Qin Feng's eyes, it completely disintegrated and collapsed, turning into a handful of extremely fine gray dust that fluttered to the ground, no longer possessing any of its mystique.

Qin Feng's hand froze in mid-air, and the burning passion in his eyes quickly cooled, replaced by deep shock and understanding.

time.

Time has erased everything.

Even the supreme divine weapon that once drank divine blood and shattered the Milky Way, when sealed in this isolated tomb without anyone to wield it or nurture it with divine power, could not ultimately withstand the most ruthless and fair baptism of time.

Their divinity, their laws, their essence have all been completely erased by the river of time, leaving only a seemingly immortal "form" that is fragile and easily broken.

Unconvinced, he walked toward another giant axe.

The result was exactly the same; the moment his mental energy swept over it, the giant axe turned into ashes.

The entire armory, filled with divine weapons, was completely destroyed.

Qin Feng silently left the tomb chamber, his heart filled with awe for the power of time.

He did not lose heart, but instead pinned his hopes on the next tomb chamber.

It took him several hundred years to open the stone door to the second tomb chamber.

This time, inside was a pill-making room.

One by one, jade-like elixir bottles were neatly arranged on a shelf made of an unknown divine wood.

The refreshing aroma of herbs still seems to linger in the air.

Qin Feng could even identify some legendary, long-extinct elixirs from the remaining labels on some of the pill bottles—"Nine Revolutions Rejuvenation Pill," "Indestructible Golden Body Pill," "Law Dao Fruit Pill"... Any one of these bottles, if it were to circulate, would be enough to drive even a powerful Emperor-level expert crazy, and might even lead to a racial war.

With his last glimmer of hope, he carefully lifted one of the jade bottles with his spiritual power.

The jade bottle felt warm and smooth to the touch, seemingly untouched by the ravages of time.

Qin Feng was overjoyed and slowly uncorked the bottle.

There was no fragrant aroma as expected, nor was there a radiant glow.

At the mouth of the bottle, only a black aura of death, representing the complete annihilation of spirituality, emerged.

He looked into the bottle and saw that a once round and full divine pill had been completely carbonized, turning into a black, lifeless piece of waste.

He opened more than a dozen pill bottles in succession, with the same result.

All the divine pills have lost all their medicinal power, their divinity has completely vanished, and they have turned into useless mortal objects.

Finally, Qin Feng slowly placed the elixir bottle back in its original position and silently withdrew from the tomb chamber once again.

His two consecutive empty-handed attempts made him fully understand the law of this divine tomb—in the face of time, only the truly "immortal" can survive.

"It seems my thinking was right."

Qin Feng sat cross-legged in a spacious passageway, lost in deep thought.

His gaze was profound, as if piercing through the walls of the tomb and revealing the vast and boundless universe.

"Ordinary treasures, elixirs, and cultivation manuals, no matter how high their grade, are still essentially aggregates of energy and laws. As long as they are aggregates, they will decay and disintegrate one day."

To resist the erosion of time, an object must either be a manifestation of a fundamental law of the universe, or its material must transcend the scope of conventional laws.

Legends about the universe's greatest treasures involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"A rare treasure of the universe..."

He murmured softly.

"Thirty-six primordial flames, seventy-two immortal divine metals, sixteen eternal treasures, eight primordial secret techniques, and the legendary seven supreme divine thrones..."

Each of these entities, by its name, represents a path leading to the ultimate mysteries of the universe.

They were not "manufactured," but rather "born" at the very beginning of the universe, along with its rules.

They are part of the rules themselves.

【Void Black Flame】is one of the primordial flames, and the divine metal obtained previously should be one of the immortal divine metals.

They have survived for billions of years because their "priority" is equal to that of the universe itself.

"Therefore, apart from these rare treasures of the universe, everything else in this divine tomb has probably already turned to dust."

Qin Feng concluded, "That fallen god may have foreseen this, which is why he preserved the true legacy in other ways."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up at the end of the passageway, which was the direction he had calculated for the location of the main burial chamber.

Once thoughts wander, they are difficult to bring back.

From the wonders of the universe, he thought of the brilliant yet cruel era that was about to come.

"The Golden Age..."

This word, like a resounding bell, echoed powerfully in his heart.

"Master Devouring King said it, Senior Refining Weapon King also mentioned it, and Master Sanruo even revealed the cruel laws of the Golden Age by interrogating Zhu Wuhou... Now it seems that all the signs are extremely obvious."

Qin Feng recalled his journey.

From the moment he left Canaan Star Martial Arts University, his life trajectory seemed to be inextricably linked to the ethereal yet omnipresent "Cosmic Will."

The drastic rule changes in the Battle of Geniuses, the death mission of the "Path of Doom," the ultimate cleanup of the Crimson Forbidden Land, and now, for the sake of the [Primordial Flame], the will of the universe has gone so far as to personally intervene, issuing a public mission that puts it in opposition to more than 60,000 of the universe's top powerhouses...

All of this, in retrospect, may have seemed like a series of coincidences and trials.

But now, by connecting all the clues, Qin Feng sees a much grander picture.

"The intervention of the cosmic will is becoming more and more frequent and more and more direct."

"This in itself is the strongest signal that the golden age is about to begin in earnest!"

His eyes sharpened.

“A reclusive genius like the Heavenly King has already emerged. Who knows how many monsters like him, or even more ancient and powerful than him, are lurking in some corner of the universe? They are all waiting, waiting for an unprecedented upheaval, waiting for an era in which all the universe’s treasures will be brought to life.”

"And I, having obtained the [Void Black Flame] and [Divine Metal] ahead of time, have already stood at the forefront of the era, becoming prey and...resources in the eyes of all the geniuses on the Divine Path!"

The thought of the Heavenly King's undisguised gaze, which regarded him as a "tonic," made Qin Feng feel an overwhelming sense of urgency, like a volcano erupting within him.

"After leaving the Seven Heavens Abyss, the Golden Age will probably arrive in full force. At that time, demons will run rampant, monsters will roam freely, the title of emperor will no longer be a legend, the title of king will be everywhere, and the title of marquis will be as common as dogs. The era may really come."

"By then, my current strength will be far from sufficient!"

Qin Feng clenched his fist, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

"We must improve our strength as soon as possible, we must do it quickly!"

"If... if only I could be promoted to a king."

Once the thought arose, it burned fiercely in his heart like wildfire.

The difference between being granted a title of nobility and being granted the title of king is only one word, yet it is an insurmountable chasm.

A domain lord is someone who controls a star field; hence the title "lord".

To be granted the title of "Marquis" meant to expand territory, guard a region, and thus be called a "Marquis".

The title of "King" signifies, in a true sense, the inscription of one's "Dao" into the universe.

Their "law" is part of the universal law; their words carry on, and in a single thought, they can change the rules of a spacetime.

They are among the authors who truly have the right to be credited in this grand epic of the universe.

Qin Feng felt a surge of excitement about this.

But he quickly calmed down and began to examine himself.

He still has an extremely long and arduous road ahead before he can be crowned a king.

From the Dao Seal to the Law, this is not merely an accumulation of power, but a leap in the level of life and the dimension of cognition.

Its core lies in the need to highly condense and sublimate one's own knowledge system, martial arts insights, and even the imprint of one's soul, ultimately creating a unique "law" that can be recognized by the will of the universe and can remain in the world forever.

This is a process of transforming from "learners" and "users" to "creators" and "legislators".

(End of this chapter)