High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 355 Heavenly King! Seven million layers are not enough to leave a mark! To prove the Dao with force, one must die!
After confirming that everything was correct, the light symbol transformed into a stream of light and entered Qin Feng's mechanical brow, forming a small mountain-shaped mark.

"Qualification confirmed. Proceed to the 'Waiting Platform' and await teleportation."

After the thought finished speaking, it fell completely silent. Immediately afterward, a staff member dressed in a gray robe, whose face was shrouded in shadow and whose racial characteristics were indiscernible, appeared silently in front of Qin Feng.

He bowed slightly to Qin Feng, made a "please" gesture, then turned and flew away in one direction.

Qin Feng followed in silence.

He noticed that the staff member had no life force or mechanical energy fluctuations, as if it were a projection between reality and illusion, but when it moved, it had a real and tangible impact on the surrounding space.

"Mount Wudou... is indeed mysterious in every way."

Led by the gray-robed staff member, Qin Feng passed through several invisible energy curtains.

Along the way, he saw thousands of similar platforms, like stars dotting the void around Wudou Mountain. On each platform, there were more or less some figures, all with unfathomable auras.

Finally, he was taken to a floating platform numbered "Xuan 733".

This platform covers tens of thousands of square meters and is made entirely of an unidentified black rock. Its surface is as smooth as a mirror, yet it can perfectly absorb all light, giving people a sense of profound depth and boundlessness.

At the edge of the platform, turbulent, chaotic air currents form a natural barrier.

After the gray-robed staff member brought him here, he bowed again, his figure turning into specks of light and dissipating into nothingness.

Qin Feng's gaze swept across the entire platform.

At this moment, no fewer than a hundred powerful individuals have gathered on this platform.

They come in all shapes and sizes, and their races are incredibly diverse.

There was a colossal beast, hundreds of feet tall, covered in lava-like scales, exhaling a sulfurous stench powerful enough to melt stars.
There is a humanoid creature with an elegant figure, twelve pairs of energy wings on its back, and a god-like appearance. The power of the laws surrounds its body, forming a dazzling spectacle.
There are also those with irregular shapes, like a writhing shadow, exuding a chilling and ominous aura that sends shivers down one's spine.

Without exception, they were all kings.

Some of them even exuded such powerful and refined auras that Qin Feng himself felt a sense of pressure. Clearly, they were old monsters who had been famous for a long time and had been immersed in the realm of Kings for countless years.

These powerful individuals, in groups of three or five, occupied distinct corners of the platform, maintaining a wary distance from one another. A peculiar atmosphere, a mixture of anticipation, solemnity, and fighting spirit, permeated the air.

Qin Feng did not try to make friends with anyone. He chose a secluded corner and stood quietly like a real steel sculpture, suppressing his energy fluctuations to the extreme.

His identity is "Vanguard," an inconspicuous, newly arrived mechanical race king whose best disguise is silence.

However, although he remained silent, he transformed into a powerful information receiving and processing system, capturing, analyzing, and integrating every single comment on the platform without missing a single word.

"...This Martial Arts Mountain is truly just like the legends say. Simply standing here, one can feel one's fighting spirit being stirred and elevated by that supremely impartial will. It's truly incredible!"

A beastman king with a gruff voice and the appearance of a giant bear spoke in a deep, booming voice, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light.

"Hmph, the rising fighting spirit is just a facade."

A shrewd, mantis-like insectoid king beside him sneered, "What's truly terrifying is its rules."

Once inside, it's an endless battle, with each 'martial arts phantom' you face becoming stronger than the last.

It is said that those phantoms can perfectly replicate the combat styles of all powerful beings of the same level who have ever existed in the universe, and can even combine them into unprecedented law-based killing moves—they are simply the most perfect combat honing machine!

"good,"

An elderly human with a refined demeanor and a single horn on his forehead stroked his beard and nodded, his voice tinged with emotion, "This is my third visit."

The first two times, he was teleported out after the 100,000-year period had expired. His longest winning streak was only 3.6 million matches, not even reaching the end of the 'Monument to Eternal Heroes'.

Upon hearing this, many of the powerful figures who were visiting for the first time showed surprise.

"Senior, may I ask what the specific rules of Martial Arts Mountain are? And what is this 'Monument to Heroes Through the Ages' that you mentioned?"

A young man who looked relatively young and exuded a sharp sword intent humbly asked for guidance.

Qin Feng's mind stirred slightly as he focused his attention intently. This was precisely the intelligence he needed.

The elderly human seemed to enjoy being consulted by a younger generation. He cleared his throat and slowly explained, "The rules of Martial Arts Mountain are both simple and cruel."

Once challengers enter, they will be randomly placed in a combat space to face the first martial arts phantom.

After each victory, there will be a very short rest period, followed by the second battle, and so on, indefinitely.

"There are two key points here. First, the time limit. Every challenger has 100,000 years to challenge, starting from the moment they enter Martial Fighting Mountain. Once 100,000 years have passed, no matter where you fight, you will be forcibly teleported out, and the challenge will be over. Of course, you can also choose to end the challenge at any time."

"Secondly, there's the ranking. The ranking in Martial Arts Mountain is based on only two data points: your 'maximum winning streak' and the time it took to achieve that streak."

The longer the winning streak, the higher the ranking. If the number of consecutive wins is the same, the player with the shorter winning time will be ranked higher.

This ranking will be updated in real time on the 'Monument to Heroes Through the Ages' that spans the sky and earth outside Wudou Mountain.

As the old man narrated, everyone on the platform involuntarily turned their gaze to the towering Wudou Mountain outside the platform.

On one side of the mountain, there was an indescribably huge curtain of light, like a waterfall cascading down from the top of the universe.

On the screen of light, countless golden names and numbers flowed slowly, each name radiating immortal glory and overwhelming fighting spirit, as if it were the gathering of the strongest warriors in the universe throughout the ages.

That is the monument to heroes for all time!
"I see……"

The young swordsman suddenly understood, and then asked, "What if I'm defeated halfway through? Does that mean the challenge is over?"

"Do not."

The human elder shook his head. "Defeated battles will not result in teleportation."

You will be restored to your peak condition by the will of Wudou Mountain, but your winning streak will be reset, and you will need to start over from the first level.

Therefore, with each challenge, you actually have countless opportunities to break the record for the longest winning streak, until the 100,000-year time limit expires.

This rule caused many of the powerful figures present to gasp in surprise.

The countless chances to start over, seemingly merciful, actually conceal a greater terror.

This means that to leave your name on the stone tablet, you not only need to possess unparalleled combat power, but also near-perfect endurance, an indomitable will, and the terrifying potential to constantly break through your own limits in 100,000 years of monotonous battles.

"This...this difficulty is far too high. Ten thousand years, starting all over again...just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle."

"It's more than just tall!"

The Zerg king sneered, "Do you know the 'Plunderer Emperor' who has risen to fame among all the races in the universe?"

"The Emperor has been plundered?!"

The moment the name was mentioned, the entire platform was instantly thrown into a frenzy.

Even those old monsters who had been resting with their eyes closed opened them at this moment, a glint of light flashing in their eyes.

"Of course I know! That person is an unparalleled genius who walked the path of divinity alongside Qin Feng, the 'fierce god' of the human race!"

Legend has it that in the Kurgan Star Abyss, it was he who, together with the Golden Emperor and over fifty other Emperor-level beings, finally managed to completely annihilate that lawless, ferocious human god!

"It's more than just bombardment! The version I heard is that the Emperor of the Heavenly Plunder played a key role in it, and even fought Qin Feng head-on! Who is Qin Feng?"
He single-handedly slaughtered 100,000 kings, and even managed to fight off a single emperor amidst an attack by dozens of other emperors. His combat prowess is truly monstrous! The terrifying strength of the Heavenly Emperor is simply unimaginable!

"Indeed, it is now universally acknowledged that Emperor Lue is the leading figure among the prodigies on the Divine Path. With the advent of the Golden Age, he will soon reach the end of the Divine Path and reach the level of a demigod!"

Listening to the praise and discussion of the Emperor, Qin Feng's dark blue electronic eyes showed no fluctuation in the data stream, but a cold, amused feeling rose in his heart.

These people will never know that Qin Feng, whom they claim was "successfully blasted to death," is currently listening quietly to their "death legends" under another identity.

"Everyone be quiet!"

The Zerg king let out a sharp hiss, silencing the crowd's discussion. "Since you all know the power of the Heavenly Emperor, I will tell you a fact that will put you to despair."

He paused, seemingly quite pleased with the suspense he had created, before saying, word by word, "Even someone as powerful as Emperor Lue once challenged Martial Peak."

And his final result didn't even reach the threshold of an eight million consecutive wins!
On that monument to heroes of all ages, you could search until you went blind and still not find his name, because he didn't even crack the top 100,000!

"What--?!"

These words were like a supernova exploding in the hearts of everyone on the platform.

silence.

Deathly silence.

The expressions on the faces of all the powerful figures froze. Shock, astonishment, disbelief... all sorts of emotions intertwined, ultimately transforming into a deep awe and horror towards the Martial Fighting Mountain and the Monument to Eternal Heroes.

Emperor Raikage, who was widely recognized as having embarked on the path to godhood and was nearly invincible, did not even have the qualification to leave his name on the stone tablet.

Just how incredibly valuable is this stone tablet?!
Just how insanely difficult is Wudou Mountain?!

"This...this is impossible, right? A genius like Emperor Lue, even with the worst luck, shouldn't be unable to even make it into the top 100,000 in 100,000 years!"

Some people questioned in trembling voices, saying that the news was too much of a shock to them.

"Nothing is impossible."

The silent elder of the unicorn race spoke again, his voice extremely solemn, "The more advanced the illusory figures of Martial Fighting Mountain become, the more unpredictable and bizarre their intelligence and fighting style become."

They not only possess formidable strength, but also virtually limitless combat experience.

It is said that starting from five million wins, every phantom you face is at least a perfect replica of a top-tier champion from a certain era in their youth.

And after reaching seven million wins, you might even encounter the phantoms of those legendary prodigies who walked the path to godhood, and even those who ultimately perished!

"To achieve a winning streak against an opponent of that caliber... is incredibly difficult, almost impossible!"

The old man's words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts.

The atmosphere on the platform instantly shifted from anticipation and fighting spirit to an unprecedented somberness.

Everyone realized that this challenge might be far more difficult than they had imagined.

Qin Feng listened quietly to all of this, but his heart was already in turmoil.

He knew the Emperor's strength better than anyone else.

That was a terrifying existence who had truly gone far into the forbidden realm of gods and mastered the primordial secret techniques.

Even he couldn't leave his name on the stone tablet, so the challenge of Martial Arts Mountain is indeed beyond the realm of common sense.

"Eight million consecutive wins..."

He silently pondered this number, which was precisely the condition the Stone Buddha had told him for obtaining the cosmic artifact, the "Battle."

He originally thought that with his current strength, where both his main body and avatar had been crowned kings, coupled with his profound understanding of his own "Way of Limits," achieving this goal, though difficult, was not out of reach.

But now it seems that he greatly underestimated the difficulties involved.

"No wonder...no wonder the Stone Clan Zen Sect set up such a grand scheme. Perhaps they also knew that they couldn't achieve it with their own strength alone, so they wanted to use some kind of conspiracy to steal it?"

Or perhaps they weren't even aiming for an eight-million-win streak, but had some other purpose related to Wudou Mountain?

Qin Feng's thoughts wandered again, taking into account the value of Wudou Mountain itself.

Just then, a new discussion broke out on the platform.

"Who is the deity behind such a terrifying trial ground?"
I have traveled the universe for billions of years and have never heard of any top-tier power possessing such resources.

"You've asked the right person."

The well-informed Zerg king spoke up again with a smug look, "Regarding the origins of Martial Arts Mountain, although there are many different opinions, there is one that all the top powers agree on—its master is revered as the 'Lord of Martial Arts'."

"The Master of Martial Arts?"

"right.

No one knows which race this being belongs to, nor has anyone seen his true form.

All that is known is that he is a universe master of unfathomable strength, and may even be at the level of the strongest being in the universe.

Most importantly, this leader of martial arts is absolutely neutral, never participating in any racial conflicts, and never associating with any forces.

Mount Wudou is open to all beings in the universe who yearn for battle and trials.

"A neutral cosmic ruler..."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a sense of awe and reverence.

The Lord of the Universe is an existence standing at the very top of the cosmic pyramid; each one is a living myth that suppresses an era.

A neutral cosmic ruler is even more mysterious and intimidating.

"It is said that this master of martial arts once made a promise that would be known throughout the universe."

The Zerg King lowered his voice, his tone filled with fervor and longing, "Any living being, regardless of race or status, as long as they can conquer the eight million levels of Martial Fighting Mountain and achieve the feat of eight million consecutive victories, the Lord of Martial Fighting will personally appear, refine this Martial Fighting Mountain for them, and bestow it upon them!"

"What?! The entire Martial Arts Mountain is being given away?!"

This news was a hundred times more shocking than the previous failure of the Emperor Raider's challenge!
What is Wudou Mountain?
This is a supreme training ground that can simulate the geniuses of all ages and hone even the strongest on the path to godhood!
Its value is probably even greater than dozens or hundreds of top-tier royal treasures!
Not to mention, it also contains a legendary cosmic artifact!
Such a generous reward instantly ignited the greed and fire in the eyes of all the powerful figures on the platform.

"The reward for an eight-million-game winning streak is this?!"

"Heavens! If we could obtain Martial Peak, wouldn't we be able to continuously cultivate top-tier experts for our clan?"

"This is the true supreme opportunity! Compared to this, what imperial inheritance or top-tier treasures are nothing but fleeting clouds!"

The discussion erupted again, and everyone's breathing became heavy.

"What a huge appetite!"

At the core of Qin Feng's logic, the data flow surged wildly at an unprecedented speed.

He instantly connected all the clues.

As a top-tier clan, the Stone Clan Zen Sect must know the difficulty of achieving an eight-million-win streak.

They may have tried countless times, all of which ended in failure.

So they set their sights on things outside the rules.

Unable to pass the level by "fighting", they tried to "cheat" or "rob"!
Their inescapable trap and blockade of the star sector were not intended to deal with any particular challenger.

And you, or anyone who comes to challenge and try to obtain the [Battle], may become a part of their plan, a crucial "pawn" or "sacrifice".

Having figured all this out, Qin Feng felt a chill run from his mechanical spine straight to the core of his mind.

He looked up once more at that silent, unchanging, bluish-gray sacred mountain.

At this moment, in his eyes, the mountain was no longer just a testing ground, but the center of a huge, turbulent vortex.

My own little boat, disguised as a vessel, has already sailed into the edge of a storm.

"Interesting...it's getting more and more interesting."

A cold glint, imperceptible to anyone, flashed deep within Qin Feng's dark blue electronic eyes.

He felt no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt a surge of intense excitement.

The more complex the situation, the more murky the water, the more unexpectedly his identity as a "dead man" can play.

Does the Shizu Zen sect want to be the one who catches the bird in the dark?

Little did they know, the real hunter had already quietly entered the game.

Qin Feng collected all his thoughts and regained his calm and composed demeanor.

He listened quietly to the excited or greedy discussions of the powerful figures around him, sorting through all the information he had just obtained, imprinting the rules, rewards, and difficulty of Martial Fighting Mountain, as well as the potential conspiracy of the Stone Clan Zen Sect, into the deepest part of his mind.

He remained silent, showing no emotion, like the hardest rock sinking into the turbulent undercurrent, patiently waiting for his turn.

……

On the "Xuan 733" waiting platform, the fervor and greed ignited by the "Master of Martial Arts'" astonishing bounty did not last long.

Qin Feng's mechanical body, disguised as "Vanguard," immediately detected this energy fluctuation through its sophisticated sensor array.

His core logic instantly quantified the data: the source of this power did not come from any of the strong individuals on the platform, but rather from beyond the void, and it was approaching at an extremely high speed.

This aura... is violent and intense, filled with primordial lightning power, like a colossal beast rushing forth from the ancient Thunder Swamp.

The originally noisy discussions on the platform gradually subsided under the oppressive atmosphere, as if an invisible hand had choked them.

All the powerful figures who had been crowned kings, no matter how arrogant they had been before, now had a solemn expression and turned their gazes in the same direction.

In the distant, chaotic air currents, a blinding blue bolt of lightning, like a divine spear tearing through the sky, fiercely pierced through the void.

Wherever the lightning passed, the laws of space groaned under the strain, revealing a dense web of cracks.

In the next instant, the bolt of lightning had already traversed a vast distance and landed precisely in the center of the platform.

As the light faded, a figure over thirty feet tall and of extremely robust build was revealed.

His entire body was covered with a bluish-black keratin layer, engraved with countless naturally formed lightning patterns. These patterns were like living things, constantly moving and flashing, emitting crackling electric arcs.

He had no hair, and on his ferocious head were two pure, leaping balls of lightning. Just looking at him made one feel a stinging pain as if their soul had been pierced by electricity.

"It's the Thunder King!"

"The number one young talent in the Tianheng Star Region, the Thunder King, has actually come too!"

On the platform, several powerful figures who were clearly from the local star region immediately exclaimed in shock, their voices filled with awe and awe.

This name immediately triggered a chain reaction.

"King Manlei? I've heard of him. It's said that when he was promoted to King three hundred years ago, he, as a newly promoted King, directly confronted the veteran King 'Red Rock King,' who had been famous for millions of years. Although he was ultimately defeated by half a move, he still managed to damage the opponent's physical body, thus becoming famous in one battle!"

"More than that! It is rumored that his 'Savage Divine Thunder Body' is a top-tier divine body at the ancestral level, capable of wielding some of the most violent primordial divine thunders in the universe from birth. Among those of the same level, few can match his offensive power!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, the Thunder King's eyes, formed of lightning, revealed an undisguised arrogance.

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over each of the kings present. It wasn't like an equal exchange of glances; it was more like a tiger surveying its territory.

When his gaze fell on Qin Feng's unremarkable mechanical body, he only lingered for a moment before disdainfully looking away. Clearly, a seemingly ordinary mechanical being was not worthy of his attention.

"Mount Wudou... Hmph, the legends are full of exaggerated claims. Today I'll come and see for myself what qualifications it has to dare to claim that it can hone the talents of all ages!"

The Thunder King let out a muffled, thunderous mutter, then strode toward the edge of the platform, seemingly impatient even for a moment's wait.

At that very moment, the emotionless will of Martial Mountain seemed to sense his fighting spirit, and a gentle guiding light descended from the void, enveloping him perfectly.

With a wild laugh, the Thunder King soared into the sky, followed the pillar of light, transformed into a bolt of lightning, and vanished from everyone's sight, teleported into the interior of Martial Fighting Mountain.

His departure eased the somber atmosphere on the platform.

"It begins! The Thunder King's first challenge!"

"With his abilities, he should be able to achieve a good result, right? Perhaps he can even leave his name on the Monument to Heroes of All Time!"

The local kings were particularly excited.

As they discussed this, a new, smaller screen of light quietly appeared beside the colossal monument to eternal heroes. On the screen, a line of golden text flashed:

Challenger: King Manlei (Tianheng Star Region)

Current winning streak: 0

"Look! It's a live battle report!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

The number "0" started jumping wildly the moment it appeared.

1...10...100...10000...

The numbers are climbing at a dizzying speed.

Each tick of the number signifies a victory for the King of Thunder within the Martial Arts Mountain.

The numbers themselves seemed to be imbued with the attributes of thunder, exhibiting a violent and destructive force, with each flash accompanied by a subtle spark of electricity.

"So fast! It's absolutely unstoppable!"

"It seems that the initial martial arts phantoms posed no threat to him at all!"

The top players on the platform were all astonished by this incredible speed.

They were all kings, so they naturally understood what this meant.

This means that in battle, the Thunder King advances almost in a "one-hit kill" manner, without giving his opponents even a moment to resist.

One hundred thousand...five hundred thousand...one million!

When the winning streak broke through seven figures, the rate of increase finally slowed down for the first time.

The numbers are no longer blurry streaks of light, but rather their every beat can be clearly seen.

"It's reached one million! This is a height that many veteran champions can hardly reach!"

"Look! He's slowing down, which means he's starting to meet a real opponent!"

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on the screen of light. One million five hundred thousand… two million… two million five hundred thousand…

The numbers continue to climb steadily, but each step forward feels heavier than before.

The frequency of the jumps changed from the initial millisecond level to the second level, and occasionally it would pause for several seconds before jumping with difficulty.

This brief pause felt like an eternity to everyone, for they knew it meant that King Manlei was going through a truly grueling battle.

"Almost three million! Keep it up!"

"Charge! Once we break three million, a whole new world awaits!"

However, just as the winning streak reached "2999999", it seemed to be frozen in place, as if under a spell.

One second... two seconds... ten seconds...

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

On this platform, you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone knew that this was the most crucial moment, as King Manlei was engaged in his final battle to reach three million wins.

But the next number, representing victory, never appeared.

The number on the screen remained "2999999", but the electric light flashing around it began to weaken and dim, as if foreshadowing the challenger's waning power.

Finally, after a very slight fluctuation, as if the energy core had been extinguished, the line of golden text representing the Thunder King's achievements, along with the stagnant number, collapsed suddenly like sand art scattered by the wind, turning into specks of light and disappearing completely from the light screen.

Challenge, failed!
Immediately afterwards, a teleportation beam lit up in the center of the platform, and the figure of the Thunder King staggered out.

At this moment, he was a completely different person from the arrogant figure he had when he entered.

The lightning patterns that once crisscrossed his body dimmed, and the ball lightning in his eyes almost went out, leaving only two faint sparks.

His tall frame was slightly hunched, and there was even a trace of scorch marks left by the dissipation of energy at the corner of his mouth.

His aura was extremely weak, clearly indicating that in that final battle, he not only lost but also suffered a devastating defeat.

The platform was deathly silent.

The local kings who had previously held high hopes for him now had extremely complex expressions on their faces, including shock, regret, and fear of the unfathomable difficulty of Martial Arts Mountain.

Three million consecutive wins is enough for any champion to boast about for a lifetime.

But here, you don't even have the right to leave a speck of dust on that stone tablet.

King Manlei stood silently in place, his fists clenched, his body trembling slightly with resentment and anger.

Finally, he let out a suppressed growl, and without communicating with anyone, he transformed into a dim streak of lightning, rushing into the distant void without looking back, disappearing from everyone's sight.

A top prodigy from a local star region arrived full of confidence, only to leave in a sorry state.

His failure was like a boulder crashing into the hearts of all the powerful figures present, stirring up a cold wave called "reality."

Qin Feng's mechanical body still stood silently in the corner.

Within the core of his mind, a detailed report on the entire process of the challenge against the Demon King had been automatically generated.

"The Way of the Savage Thunder is strong and fierce, but lacks flexibility."

Its strength attribute is singular, and in the early stages, it can crush opponents with its absolute explosive power.

However, once he encounters a phantom with bizarre laws or attributes that can counter lightning, he will find himself in a tough battle. Three million matches should be a common limit for a 'specialized' powerhouse like him.

At that juncture, he will inevitably encounter an opponent who can render all his advantages meaningless.

He calmly analyzed the situation, using this first case as an important reference for his future challenges.

Just as the atmosphere on the platform became oppressive due to the defeat of the Thunder King, a clear and melodious sword cry resounded throughout the entire void without warning.

This sword cry, unlike the violent thunder, carried an extreme sharpness that could pierce through all things and sever cause and effect.

The moment the sword rang out, all the powerful cultivators on the platform who practiced weaponry felt their personal treasures buzzing and trembling uncontrollably, as if they were paying homage to their king.

A dazzling silver galaxy surged forth from the depths of the universe.

That was not a real galaxy, but a torrent formed by the convergence of billions of extremely fine sword lights.

At the edge of the Milky Way, a tall, slender figure stood with his hands behind his back, his feet treading on sword light, dressed in pure white, immaculate and spotless.

He didn't even land on the platform; he simply hovered a hundred meters above it, and an invisible, sharp sword domain already enveloped the entire area.

Within this sword domain, space itself seemed incredibly fragile. It appeared that with just a thought, this platform constructed of laws, along with all the living beings on it, would be shattered into the most basic particles.

"That's... the Star River Sword King!"

This time, the exclamations were no longer limited to a single star sector, but came from more than half of the top players on the platform!
Their voices carried a shock and fervor ten times stronger than when they had first met King Manlei.

"That being ranked ninety-first on the Universe's [King of Kings] list? Why would he be here?"

"My God! This is a person who truly stands at the very top of the pyramid of the King Realm in the entire universe!"
The [Kingship Ranking] will only accept one thousand names. Those who make the list are all monsters possessing the combat power to fight even those newly entering the Kingship realm!

"His 'Boundless Star River Sword Manual' is said to have been cultivated to a divine level. With a single sword strike, a star river formed from billions of sword lights can obliterate all the laws of the Great Dao!"

Unlike regional prodigies like the Thunder King, the name of the Star River Sword King resounds throughout the entire known universe.

His arrival instantly brought the atmosphere on the platform to a new climax.

The Star River Sword King remained indifferent, ignoring the discussions below.

His gaze remained fixed on the majestic Martial Fighting Mountain, his eyes filled with a pure, eager-to-fight sword intent.

Similarly, the will of Mount Wudou responded immediately.

A guiding light, even more dazzling than the one that had greeted the Thunder King, descended from the sky and enveloped him.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Star River Sword King merged his body with the sword light, transforming into a silver ribbon that pierced through heaven and earth, and plunged into the pillar of light.

Beside the monument to heroes of all ages, the real-time battle situation screen lit up again.

Challenger: Star River Sword King (Unaffiliated)

Current winning streak: 0

This time, the fluctuations in the numbers were even more terrifying than during the time of the Thunder King.

That could no longer be called "jumping," but rather a silver ray of light frantically "drawing" upwards in the digital area!
One million...two million...three million!

The level where the Thunder King met his tragic end posed almost no effective obstacle under the sword of the Star River Sword King.

The beam of light representing the winning streak paused only slightly at the three million mark before rushing forward with unstoppable momentum.

"He broke through! He broke through the three million barrier in an instant!"

"As expected of a powerhouse on the [King's List]! This strength is on a completely different level from that of the Thunder King!"

Exclamations of amazement echoed across the platform.

four million!
The digital beam continued to extend upwards steadily, its speed slowing down, but its unyielding sharpness remained undiminished.

Four and a half million... Four and a half million...

Finally, just as it was about to reach the five million mark, the silver light began to flicker violently, and its extension speed became as slow as a snail's crawl.

"Have you reached your limit?"

"It seems that five million wins is a huge watershed moment! Even the Star River Sword King is feeling immense pressure!"

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"4999999..."

The numbers finally stopped here.

This period of stagnation was even longer than that during the time of King Manlei.

The silver ray representing the Star River Sword King flickered and trembled wildly on the light screen, sometimes bursting into brilliant light, and sometimes dimming to the point of almost going out.

It was as if everyone could see an earth-shattering sword duel through this light screen.

However, the miracle did not happen.

After a mournful cry, like the first ray of sword light shattering at the dawn of the universe, the silver ray of light, along with the line of golden text, completely collapsed.

A moment later, the teleportation light shone, and the figure of the Star River Sword King appeared in the center of the platform.

He was still dressed in white, but there was a barely perceptible tear at the hem of his clothes.

For the first time, a hint of emotion appeared on his perpetually icy face—a mixture of shock and bewilderment.

He looked down at his hands, which were flawless, born for the sword, but now there was a faint white mark on the web of his thumb.

Unlike the Thunder King, he did not leave in a sorry state. He simply stood still for a moment, bowed slightly in the direction of Martial Fighting Mountain, and performed a swordsman's salute.

Immediately, he turned and transformed into a streak of sword light, disappearing without a trace.

This silent departure shocked everyone, far more than the roar of the Thunder King.

A player ranked 91st on the "King of Kings" list stopped at a 5 million-win streak.

This fact, like an invisible mountain, weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.

"Five million... Just what kind of hell is the latter half of Martial Arts Mountain?"

"Do we... still have hope?"

An emotion called "despair" began to spread among the people.

Within Qin Feng's core thought process, an analysis report on the Star River Sword King had also been generated.

"Pure swordsmanship, ultimate sharpness."

His attacks are even more deadly than my current form.

However, his defense and physical strength are relatively his weaknesses.

Five million matches of opponents must have taken advantage of this.

Perhaps it's an enemy with an unpredictable fighting style, impossible to lock onto by the sword light, or perhaps... a monster with an inconceivable level of physical strength, completely ignoring his sword light.

Qin Feng's analysis gave him even more confidence in his "path to the limit".

Pure attack or pure defense both have their limits.

His path is all-encompassing, pushing everything to its "limit," which is the most perfect path.

Just as the atmosphere on the platform was freezing due to the consecutive failures of two prodigies, an indescribable, extremely heavy pressure suddenly descended, as if the entire universe had collapsed into a singularity!

"boom--!!!"

It wasn't a sound, but a violent tremor at the level of laws!
The entire "Xuan 733" platform groaned under this oppressive force.

The ground, composed of unknown hard rocks, was cracking inch by inch!
The surrounding chaotic air currents, which acted as a barrier, were forcibly pushed outwards for tens of thousands of kilometers, forming an absolute vacuum zone!

The hundreds of powerful figures who had reached the King level on the platform were as insignificant as dust in the face of this oppressive force.

Those who were slightly weaker couldn't even stand up straight and were forced to their knees, with golden blood spilling from their seven orifices.

Even Qin Feng's King-level mechanical avatar experienced an instant overload in its internal energy circuit, emitting a piercing alarm!
He had to immediately increase the power of the energy core to its limit in order to barely withstand the pressure and maintain his standing posture.

Everyone's face was filled with extreme horror and fear.

They struggled to lift their heads and look towards the source of the oppressive aura.

A figure appeared in the center of the platform without anyone noticing.

He was not tall; in fact, one could say he was well-proportioned.

He was dressed in the simplest gray martial arts uniform, with long black hair and an ordinary face, nothing special about him.

However, this seemingly ordinary body seems to bear the weight of billions of stars.

He simply stood there quietly, without releasing any laws or phenomena, nor revealing any energy fluctuations, but his very existence caused the surrounding cosmic laws to retreat and submit.

Every cell in his body, every inch of his skin, seemed to be formed from the purest "power".

"This aura...this feeling...impossible! Could it be..."

An elderly man from another race, who had lived for countless years and was well-informed, spoke with a trembling voice, as if he had witnessed the most incredible sight in the world.

"Azure...Heaven...King!"

Finally, someone squeezed out this name through gritted teeth, a name that could make even the most brilliant minds of all races despair!

boom!
This name, like a thunderclap from the gods of creation, resounded deep within everyone's soul!
Azure Heaven King!
That forbidden being who, like Qin Feng, the fierce god of humanity, embarked on the path of "proving the Dao through force," a path that has dominated for all eternity!

That terrifying monster, who would rank among the top among the geniuses on the Divine Path!

"He...he actually came too!"

"Proving the Way through force... This path, in one era, no, in the entire cosmic era, can only be reached by one being!"

The Azure Heaven King and the deceased human Qin Feng were natural enemies!
Now that Qin Feng is dead, he is the only traveler on this path, unless other old monsters who also prove their Dao through force are born!

"No wonder...no wonder there is such terrifying pressure! This is the pure, unadulterated path of 'force'! Before it, the laws we are so proud of are like children's toys!"

On the platform, all previous distractions vanished.

In everyone's hearts, only the most primal awe and submission remained.

The dark blue light in Qin Feng's mechanical eyes was flashing wildly at an unprecedented frequency.

His core thinking has unleashed the most violent storm since his "fake death."

It's him!

Azure Heaven King!
Although it was the first time he had seen it in person, he could not mistake the aura of the same origin as the other party, which was also full of exclusive power.

This is another traveler on the "Road to the Limits"!
It is the law of the universe that dictates that it is either you or me who will be the ultimate opponent!
Qin Feng could clearly sense that his true self, hidden billions of light-years away, his supreme divine body constructed from the [Primordial Furnace] and the [Limit Body], was uncontrollably emitting a humming sound that yearned for battle!
Two completely identical supreme paths, yet belonging to different masters, collided and repelled each other most fiercely in the darkness!
"As expected... a battle between us is inevitable."

Qin Feng's heart was filled with murderous intent. "Moreover, only one person can survive."

He forcefully suppressed the strange movements of his true self and focused all his attention on the Azure King in front of him.

He wanted to etch everything about this arch-enemy into his data core.

The Heavenly King seemed to completely disregard the kings present.

His gaze was aloof and indifferent, like a dragon looking down upon ants. He merely glanced casually at the monument to heroes of all ages, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

The next moment, the guiding light descended.

Without even waiting, he took a step forward. This step seemed to transcend the boundaries of time and space, placing him directly at the core of the pillar of light, his figure vanishing instantly.

The terrifying pressure he brought also vanished.

The people on the platform were relieved and gasped for breath. Many even collapsed to the ground, their bodies soaked in cold sweat.

“It’s… so scary…”

"Just standing in front of him, I felt my Dao heart was about to collapse!"

"Is this the power of a prodigy on the Divine Path?"

While everyone was still reeling from the shock, the real-time battle screen had already lit up with information about the Azure King.

Challenger: Azure King

Current winning streak: 0

This time, the numbers on the screen were neither jumping nor drawn.

It was "exploding"!
boom! boom! boom!
Each refresh of the numbers felt like a cosmic Big Bang. Golden light, like molten lava bursting its banks, surged upwards with unstoppable force!
One million! Two million! Three million!

The checkpoint where the Thunder King was stopped did not make him pause for even a millisecond.

Four million! Five million!
The desperate situation that had brought the Star River Sword King to his death was also shattered by his punch!
That golden torrent, representing a winning streak, swept through everything in its path, unstoppable!

Six million!
Six and a half million!
All the powerful figures on the platform, including Qin Feng, were stunned, their minds almost frozen.

This isn't a challenge anymore, this is outright slaughter!

Finally, after the number broke through 6.8 million, the surging golden torrent began to stagnate for the first time.

It no longer ascended unimpeded, but rather, like an enraged beast, it slammed wildly against an invisible barrier. With each number it jumped upward, the light screen would tremble violently.

"It's slowed down! Even the Heavenly King has slowed down!"

"My God! He's on his way to seven million!"

Everyone stood up, craned their necks, and stared intently at that final stretch of distance.

Six million nine hundred thousand...

6.95 million...

6.99 million...

The final ten thousand matches, each step forward felt like the energy of an entire world was being exhausted.

Finally, after a deafening roar that resonated through everyone's souls, the golden number successfully leaped to a new level—

Seven million!
After a full three seconds of silence, the entire platform erupted in a thunderous roar of amazement!
"Seven million! He did it! He achieved a seven-million-game winning streak!"

"A feat unparalleled in history! This is an achievement worthy of being recorded in the annals of history!"

"Look at the monument to heroes! His name will definitely appear! Even if it's at the end, it will be enough to make him famous for all time!"

Everyone excitedly turned their gaze from the live-streaming screen to the monument to eternal heroes, the true symbol of glory. They eagerly anticipated witnessing the birth of a new legend.

however……

One second, two seconds... one minute... ten minutes...

That huge stone tablet, ancient and weathered, has not changed at all.

The 100,000 brilliant names above are still slowly flowing, but no new name is squeezing in.

The cheers on the platform gradually subsided.

The excitement and fervor on everyone's faces slowly froze, replaced by a blankness and bewilderment that was a hundred times more intense than when they saw the Star River Sword King fail, emanating from the depths of their souls.

"what happened?"

Why...is his name not listed?

"Seven million consecutive wins... a full seven million games! Even such an incredible record can't earn a place on the Monument of Heroes?!"

A fact that no one could accept, and even found absurd, was presented to them.

The minimum requirement for leaving your name on the Wudou Mountain Eternal Heroes Monument is actually more than seven million consecutive wins!

This means that the owners of all 100,000 names on the stone tablet had achieved a terrifying winning streak of over 7 million!
At this moment, when all the powerful figures looked at that stone tablet again, there was no longer any greed or ambition in their eyes.

All that remained was the purest, awe-inspiring reverence, as if looking up to a divine miracle.

Beneath the monument to heroes, all are but ants.

The teleportation light shone, and the figure of the Azure Heaven King reappeared.

For the first time, his breathing became slightly disordered.

A clear fist mark appeared on his simple martial arts uniform. A glaring golden bloodstain clung to the corner of his mouth.

He lost.

For the first time, a raging fire of fury and fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, which were as deep as an ancient well.

He didn't look at anyone on the platform, but stared intently at the summit of Wudou Mountain, as if he wanted to devour the entire mountain.

"very good……"

He uttered two words, then vanished without a trace in a flash, leaving behind only the lingering, chilling pressure and a group of utterly dejected princes.

Clearly, the Azure King has gone to improve himself. He will strive to continuously improve within 100,000 years until he achieves his best results.

Qin Feng silently watched the direction where the Azure King had disappeared, his expression more solemn than ever before beneath his mechanical mask.

"Seven million consecutive wins is his current limit. And even that is still not enough to earn him a place in history..."

(End of this chapter)