High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 357 The Inheritance of Yao Guang! A single move to instantly kill the Heavenly King! Walking the Divine Path Together! Only one can live!
When the name "Vanguard" was first engraved at the top of the Heroes Monument on Wudou Mountain, and when he raised the record to a terrifying level of 7,999,999 consecutive wins in an almost mythical manner, the entire Tianheng Star Region was in an uproar.

This stone tablet, which has stood here since ancient times and witnessed the comings and goings of countless geniuses, and even those who walk the divine path can hardly leave a trace, has for the first time been occupied by an unfamiliar name.

"Emergency God"!
This cold, metallic, and sharp code name, like a nuclear bomb dropped into a calm lake, stirred up a long-lasting and terrifying storm in the billions of star systems surrounding Wudou Mountain.

Countless powerful figures flocked from all directions, just to behold the name hanging high above and discuss whether this mysterious mechanical prodigy could take that legendary final step within the remaining nearly 100,000-year challenge time limit and create a truly unprecedented, and perhaps never-to-be-repeated, ultimate myth—eight million consecutive victories.

However, Qin Feng himself, who was at the center of the storm, had already quietly left.

He did not linger even for a second amidst the glory and praise of Wudou Mountain, which would have intoxicated any genius.

Once his figure disappeared through the teleportation portal, the commotion outside became irrelevant to him.

The cold, mechanical avatar "Vanguard" silently merged into the chaotic yet infinitely possible dark space of the Tianheng Star Sector, like an inconspicuous speck of cosmic dust.

"Understanding the principles is the key."

Inside a private ship traveling faster than the speed of light, Qin Feng sat upright in the captain's seat, his scarlet electronic eyes flashing with rational light.

His mind, like a highly sophisticated supercomputer, calmly analyzed every battle that had just taken place in Wudou Mountain.

A winning streak of 7,999,999 is an astonishing achievement, but Qin Feng himself is well aware that this is not his limit, and it can even be said that it is far from the true limit he can reach.

"The physical strength of a mechanical avatar is ultimately no match for the ultimate god-king's body, which has been tempered by nine-colored divine lightning, devoured the weeping divine gold, and borne the primordial furnace."

"Therefore, the most urgent task is to do everything possible to improve our understanding of the laws within these 100,000 years."

Qin Feng gazed through his scarlet electronic eyes at the bizarre and fantastical cosmic scene outside the porthole, a clear plan already formed in his mind.

Physical strength is a hardware aspect, and it's difficult to achieve a qualitative leap in a short period of time.

However, the understanding of laws, that is, the understanding of many secret techniques, is software, and is common to all.

No matter how profound the laws he comprehends from mechanization, this understanding will be perfectly synchronized with his human counterpart, who resides in Qin Feng's Universe City, through the [Twin Mask] mark deep within his soul.

At that time, the strength of the human race's true form will also increase accordingly. When the 100,000-year period is over, he will descend upon Martial Fighting Mountain in his true form to complete the final step and seize the cosmic treasure [Dou]. Everything will then fall into place naturally.

The Tianheng Star Region, this chaotic and lawless area, is undoubtedly the best hunting ground for the "vanguard" identity.

There is no order here, only the most primitive law of the jungle. Powerful figures at the king and marquis levels are as numerous as carp crossing a river, engaging in bloody killings and plundering every day for resources and opportunities.

Countless secret realms, ruins, and extraordinary encounters accompanied by immense risks are scattered like stars across this vast star field.

This is the best stage for a legend who is already "dead".

No one will delve into your background or your past. People only recognize one thing—strength.

What the "Vanguard" displayed at Wudou Mountain was precisely a terrifying strength that would make any force wary.

……

Three hundred years later.

Tianheng Star Region, Void Thunder Swamp.

This is a dead star region shrouded year-round by violent cosmic rays and high-energy thunderstorms.

The space here is extremely unstable, and spatial rifts often appear without warning. Even a powerful king would have a slim chance of survival if caught in one.

However, in the core area of ​​this desolate place, there grows an extremely rare cosmic treasure—the Nine-Turn Thunder Flower.

This flower blooms only once every ten thousand years and can produce a "Thunder Heart" containing the pure essence of the lightning law. For powerful individuals who cultivate the lightning law system, it is a coveted treasure.

At this moment, on a massive, charred floating continent struck by lightning, a bloody battle has reached its climax.

"Electric King! Do you really intend to fight the 'Blood Axe Brothers' to the death? We were the ones who discovered this [Nine Revolutions Thunder Flower] first!"

A furious roar echoed through the starry sky.

Three powerful individuals, whose auras had also reached the King-level, were arranged in a triangular formation, tightly surrounding a burly man clad in lightning battle armor.

These three are none other than the infamous "Blood Axe Brothers" of the Tianheng Star Region. Each of them is a seasoned King-level expert who has experienced countless battles. When the three of them join forces, they are capable of fighting against ordinary top-tier Kings.

Surrounded by them was the renowned rogue cultivator king, Electric King, who was also quite famous in the nearby star field.

"Hmph, discover it first? Cosmic wonders belong to the virtuous; strength is 'virtue'!"

The Thunder King, wielding a warhammer crackling with lightning, exuded a violent aura and showed no fear. "You three pieces of trash, do you even deserve to discuss the word 'first' with me?"

"court death!"

The Blood Axe Brothers were enraged. Their three giant axes, wreathed in crimson aura, simultaneously activated the laws of nature, transforming into three massive crimson torrents powerful enough to split the heavens and earth, which hurtled towards the Lightning King.

Undeterred, the Thunder King swung his warhammer, unleashing thousands of thunder dragons that clashed violently with the crimson torrent.

Rumble!
A terrifying psionic storm swept across the area, tearing the already unstable space open with jagged gashes.

However, as the four were locked in fierce combat, none of them noticed that, in the shadows of an asteroid belt hundreds of millions of miles away from the battlefield, a pair of cold, scarlet electronic eyes had already taken in everything.

"There are four targets, all of whom have just entered the King Realm. Three of them should be cultivating the same killing law, their auras are connected, and their combined combat power can reach the peak of an ordinary King Realm. The other one mainly cultivates the lightning law, which is more fierce and explosive."

At the core of the "vanguard" mindset, massive amounts of data are flashing by at breakneck speed.

He had been in this Void Thunder Swamp for over a month, his goal the same: the nearly matured [Nine-Turn Thunder-Containing Flower]. However, he possessed far more patience than the Thunder King and the Blood Axe brothers.

"According to the analysis of psionic fluctuations, the [Nine Revolutions Thunder Flower] will be fully mature in seven standard cosmic times, at which time the psionic energy will reach its peak."

"The four of them are currently at around 30% of their psionic energy depletion. The battle has entered a stalemate. It is expected that at least one side will be seriously injured before the flower blooms."

"The best time to enter the fray is after the flowers have bloomed, when both sides are severely injured and vie for the Thunder Heart."

Qin Feng's plan was like a pre-programmed machine—precise, efficient, and devoid of any emotional coloring.

He was like a top-notch hunter, quietly lurking, waiting for his prey to tear each other apart and eventually reveal their most fatal weakness.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The battle in the Void Raze is becoming increasingly fierce.

Although the Thunder King was brave, he was no match for six hands. Under the relentless attack of the Blood Axe Brothers, his lightning armor had developed several cracks, and his aura began to become disordered.

The three Blood Axe brothers were also badly injured. The eldest brother was hit head-on by a lightning dragon, and half of his body was charred black. The second and third brothers were also injured.

Finally, at a certain moment!
hum-

A strange fragrance, accompanied by dazzling nine-colored lightning, suddenly burst forth from the center of the floating continent.

The Nine-Turn Thunder Flower has bloomed!
A fist-sized "Thunder Heart," formed entirely from pure lightning laws and pulsating like a heart, floated quietly above the flower's stamen.

"its mine!"

Almost simultaneously, the four people fighting all turned bloodthirsty and, disregarding their injuries, charged madly toward Lei Xin.

However, just as their hands were about to touch Lei Xin...

A cold, emotionless metallic scraping sound suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

"Your struggle is over."

laugh!
A shadowy figure, so dark it seemed to devour all light, ripped through billions of miles of space at a speed beyond the reach of thought and perception.

That's a light.

A black beam of light, as thin as a hair, compressed from the ultimate psionic energy and spatial laws.

Ultimate Divine Light!

The youngest of the Blood Axe brothers, whose face was still flushed with greed and ecstasy, suddenly stiffened.

Immediately, a thin black line appeared between his eyebrows and quickly spread throughout his body.

The next second, his body, along with his soul and his Dao, was neatly cut in two. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, without even a drop of blood flowing out. All the life essence and spiritual energy were completely annihilated by the black light the moment he was cut open.

One strike, instantly killing a King!
"The third one!"

"who is it?!"

The eldest and second eldest were furious, and the Electric King was also terrified. He suddenly stopped and stared in horror at the source of the black light.

In the void not far away, a figure made entirely of dark gold metal had quietly appeared and stood there.

He didn't exude any earth-shattering pressure, but his scarlet electronic eyes, like two cold stars, stared at them indifferently, as if looking at a few lifeless specimens.

"Emergency...Emergency Vanguard?!"

The moment the Electric King saw the figure clearly, he gasped in shock, his voice filled with unbelievable fear.

As a rogue cultivator in the Tianheng Star Region, how could he not know about the terrifying existence who, in recent centuries, single-handedly stirred up the entire Wudou Mountain?
That mysterious mechanical genius who was just one step away from creating a legend?
Why is he here? !
"escape!"

This thought, like an instinct, instantly occupied the minds of Electric King, Blood Axe Boss, and Blood Axe Boss.

They didn't even bother to glance at the Thunder Heart again; they turned and transformed into three streaks of light, fleeing madly in different directions.

However, Qin Feng would never give them that chance.

"field."

hum-

With a low hum, countless invisible nanoscale mechanical insects spread out in all directions from the center of "Quick Strike".

In just a moment, the space within a radius of several light-years was completely enveloped and sealed off by an invisible force field.

The three people who were frantically fleeing suddenly felt the surrounding space become incredibly viscous, as if they were trapped in layers of spider webs, and their speed dropped drastically.

"This is... a forbidden divine domain?!"

"Damn it! Open it!"

Blood Axe Leader roared, burning his life force, and his blood-red giant axe slashed wildly, but it could only stir up ripples in the surrounding space and could not break through the blockade of this domain.

"Analysis complete."

"...clear".

Qin Feng's voice remained as cold as a vacuum.

The moment he finished speaking, three black beams, identical to the ones before, as thin as hair, shot out simultaneously from the cannon muzzle at his fingertips.

These three beams of light traced three completely different, yet extremely mysterious, trajectories within the complex mechanical divine realm. They perfectly bypassed all the three's defensive treasures and protective divine light, striking their vital points with near-predictive precision.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
Three more soft sounds followed.

Electric King, Blood Axe Boss, and Blood Axe Second Boss, three powerful figures who were strong enough to dominate the Tianheng Star Region, did not even have time to utter a scream before following in the footsteps of Blood Axe Third Boss. Their bodies were precisely cut apart, and their spirits and forms were completely destroyed.

After doing all this, Qin Feng slowly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air.

The Thunder Heart, which had been floating above the nine-colored flower stamen, transformed into a stream of light and landed steadily in his hand.

"The pure essence of the lightning law can be used to analyze the 'annihilation' attribute in the [Ultimate Divine Light]. At the same time, it can also serve as one of the central spiritual energy sources in the Mechanical God Kingdom domain, enhancing the domain's lightning strike capabilities."

After putting away the Thunder Heart, Qin Feng's gaze fell on the four dismembered corpses.

With a thought, he drew the four corpses toward him by an invisible force.

Immediately, the armor on his chest opened, revealing a miniature furnace as deep as a black hole.

The Primal Forge.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding metallic scraping and psionic decomposition sound, the four king-level corpses, along with their life's accumulation, were completely devoured, decomposed, and purified within a few minutes, transforming into the purest psionic blocks and data streams, which were stored in the body of "Vanguard".

"Understanding of the laws has increased by 0.3%."

"Psionic reserves increased by 17%".

After dealing with all of this, Qin Feng didn't linger at all.

He withdrew his mechanical god realm, transforming it into a nano-torrent that returned to his body. With a flash, he disappeared into the void thunder swamp that had just buried four kings, leaving behind only a desolate battlefield that silently recounted the brief yet terrifying hunt that had just taken place.

……

Fifteen hundred years later.

Soul-Devouring Nebula.

This is another forbidden area in the Tianheng Star Region that is even more dangerous than the Void Thunder Swamp.

This vast nebula is not composed of ordinary interstellar dust and gas, but of extremely strange negative spiritual energy particles that can directly erode the soul and will.

Any living being that intrudes into it will constantly suffer terrifying tearing and burning pain from the soul level.

At the same time, various illusions will constantly be generated in the nebula, arousing the deepest fears, desires and obsessions in the intruder's heart. If they are not careful, their Dao heart will collapse, they will be completely lost in it, and eventually become a soulless walking corpse, becoming a part of the nebula.

However, for Qin Feng now, this place is the best place to temper himself.

While the Twin Masks are magical, splitting a complete soul into two parts ultimately poses a hidden danger.

These two souls share the same origin, yet exist independently. Prolonged separation may lead to estrangement or even cognitive biases between them.

And this Soul-Devouring Nebula is precisely what can subject his divided soul to the most severe grinding and testing.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the nebula.

The dark golden figure of "Vanguard" sat quietly on a desolate planet that had completely lost its vitality.

All around him was an endless, swirling black mist, like ink.

From within this black mist, countless grotesque arms made of negative spiritual energy emerged, transforming into various terrifying images of demons and vengeful spirits, constantly assaulting his body.

Countless whispers, like a curse, resounded deep within his soul.

"Give up...you're just a substitute..."

"Look at your so-called master. He possesses a perfect body and unparalleled glory, while you are nothing more than a tool he uses to avoid risks..."

"By merging with us, you will gain freedom; you will become an independent individual, no longer an incarnation of anyone else..."

"Kill him! Replace him! You are the only one!"

These voices point directly to the most fundamental contradiction between the "avatar" and the "true self," enough to instantly cause any being with a weak will to develop inner demons, thus leading to self-destruction.

However, in the face of all this, Qin Feng's will remained as firm as an ancient, unyielding iceberg.

His consciousness had long since sunk into the deepest recesses of his soul.

There, two almost identical soul origins are undergoing a peculiar resonance and tempering under the terrifying pressure of the Soul-Devouring Nebula, through the mysterious connection of the [Twin Masks].

One copy belongs to the body of the Ultimate God King, who resides in the [Qin Feng Universe City], billions of light-years away.

One copy belongs to the mechanical avatar before us, which is currently enduring endless soul-shaking impacts.

The two souls are like two pieces of steel being repeatedly hammered by the same giant hammer. Each impact and each invasion of illusions not only fail to separate them, but instead make their connection even stronger, and the essence of their souls become purer and more resilient.

"This level of soul attack is nothing more than a gentle breeze compared to the 150,000-year-long mental war waged by the Blood God Khorne."

In Qin Feng's mind, there was no ripple.

That ultimate test in the "Bloody Martial Arts Arena" had already tempered his Dao heart and will to an indestructible, almost immortal level.

Even the bewitchment of the Chaos God could not shake his true self, so how could this mere naturally formed Soul-Devouring Nebula possibly move him?

He even deliberately loosened part of his soul defenses, allowing the negative spiritual energy to invade, using it as a whetstone to sharpen every edge of his soul.

Just as he was immersed in this unique practice.

"Ah—! No! Get away! All of you get away from me!"

A roar filled with madness and despair came from not far away.

Qin Feng's electronic eyes slowly opened, and two scarlet beams of light instantly pierced through layers of black mist.

Millions of kilometers away, a powerful alien being, also at the King-level, was clutching his head, rolling and roaring wildly in the void.

His eyes had turned blood red, and his body emanated a chaotic and violent aura. Clearly, his Dao heart had been lost, and he was about to be completely assimilated by the Nebula.

"Yet another lost soul."

Qin Feng instantly retrieved the data for this star field from the core of his mind.

Although the Soul-Devouring Nebula is dangerous, its unique environment gives birth to a special product called "Soul Crystal," which can nourish the soul and is the main ingredient for refining many top-tier secret medicines.

Therefore, there are always powerful individuals at the king level who, confident in their unwavering will, come to take the risk.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of them never returned.

Roar!
In his final frenzy, the alien powerhouse seemed to sense Qin Feng's presence. His blood-red eyes, now devoid of reason, suddenly locked onto "Vanguard," and he let out a roar that was not human as he transformed into a streak of blood light and charged forward madly.

He had come to regard Qin Feng as an "illusion" that had led him into this predicament, and he wanted to tear him apart completely.

Despite the frenzied attack, Qin Feng remained seated cross-legged, motionless.

Until that streak of blood-red light, carrying a violent force powerful enough to tear stars apart, rushed to within ten thousand meters of him.

He then slowly raised his right hand.

"rest in peace."

A cold voice, not transmitted through the air, but directly in the form of mental energy, resounded within the chaotic sea of ​​the other party's soul.

laugh.

A thin needle, shimmering with a purplish-gold light and formed from pure spiritual energy, shot out from Qin Feng's fingertip and precisely pierced the forehead of the alien expert.

The Ultimate Divine Light, used to deal with an ordinary King-level cultivator whose Dao heart has collapsed, is practically a dimensional reduction attack.

The alien powerhouse's body suddenly froze in mid-air.

The frenzied bloodlust in his eyes receded rapidly like a tide, replaced by a sliver of clarity and boundless liberation.

"Thanks……"

He seemed to regain his senses for a moment, managing to utter two words with difficulty. Then, his entire body shattered like weathered rock, turning into the purest spiritual energy particles and completely dissipating into the Soul Devouring Nebula.

Qin Feng watched all this indifferently and withdrew his hand.

He did not devour the other party's origin, because the origin of a king whose Dao heart had collapsed had long been corrupted and was useless to him.

He simply sat quietly, continuing his own refinement.

Another few hundred years passed.

When Qin Feng opened his eyes again, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his scarlet electronic eyes.

"Next, we need to find a truly great opportunity that can bring about a qualitative change in our understanding of the laws."

He stood up, and countless negative spiritual energy particles that clung to his dark golden body fell away like dust.

Just then, he took something out of the spatial ring left behind by the alien king he had killed after he vanished.

It was a tattered star map.

The material of this star map is extremely ancient, seemingly made of some kind of unknown animal hide, with complex star paths and coordinates imprinted on it.

"This is……"

Qin Feng immediately began scanning and analyzing the star map.

A massive influx of data was used to compare, repair, and reorganize the star maps stored in his mind, which he had purchased from various intelligence merchants in the Tianheng Star Region.

A few minutes later.

A relatively complete star map appeared in his mind.

The star map ultimately points to the edge of the Tianheng star sector, to an unknown region of space known as the "Eye of Guixu".

On public star charts, that place is an absolute void, devoid of even the smallest meteorite, a death trap that all flight paths actively avoid.

At the end of this tattered star map, three words were marked in an ancient universal language.

"Yaoguang... Ruins".

Qin Feng's electronic eye suddenly flashed.

"Yaoguang? Could it be... that Venerable Yaoguang?"

At the core of his mind, he instantly retrieved a long-forgotten name from the vast database of the Human Race Holy Academy.

The Venerable Yaoguang was a solitary cosmic being who lived hundreds of millions of years ago.

The so-called Cosmic Venerable is a great being who transcends the titles of Emperor and Saint, and is truly able to roam the cosmic sea and overlook billions of races.

Each and every one of them is a living legend, a walking epic.

And this Venerable Yaoguang is the best among the Venerables.

It is said that his [Yao Guang Secret Technique] is incredibly powerful, and his strength is considered formidable among those of the same level.

Unfortunately, this venerable one was eccentric, belonging to no race or power, and always kept to himself.

After an exploration deep into the cosmic sea hundreds of millions of years ago, there has been no news of him since. Most powerful beings believe that he has perished in some unknown and dangerous place in the cosmic sea.

Unexpectedly, his legacy relics are actually in this Tianheng Star Region?

Qin Feng's heart was instantly stirred.

The legacy of a cosmic master is of immeasurable value!
Let alone ordinary kings, even emperors and saints would go crazy for it if they knew!
There might be Venerable-level secret techniques, Venerable-level weapons, or even the Venerable's lifelong insights into the laws of the universe!

For Qin Feng, who is currently at a bottleneck and urgently needs to improve his understanding of the laws, this is like a pillow sent to him when he is sleepy!
“Risks and opportunities coexist.”

Qin Feng quickly calmed down.

The trials and restrictions of a Venerable-level inheritance are inevitably of Venerable-level as well. With his current King-level strength, rushing in would be extremely dangerous.

but……

"Worth a shot!"

He quickly made up his mind.

His biggest trump card is the Twin Masks.

Even if this mechanical avatar perishes completely in the ruins, as long as the human original remains, he will have a chance to make a comeback.

Using a reconstructable avatar to gain a venerable inheritance that could save him millions of years of arduous cultivation—this deal is a sure win no matter how you look at it!
"The Eye of the Ruins..."

Qin Feng deeply imprinted the coordinates of that star map into his core memory bank.

His figure flashed, transforming into a dark golden streak of light, instantly bursting out of the Soul-Devouring Nebula and hurtling towards that unknown, deathly realm at full speed. ...

A few years later.

The Eye of the Ruins.

When Qin Feng's ship arrived in this space region, guided by the star map, even with his calm and collected mind honed by countless grand scenes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe.

This is true "nothingness".

Looking around, there were no stars, no meteorites, no nebulae, and even the fluctuations of the cosmic background radiation were countless times weaker than in other places.

The entire space was like a black cloth that had been wiped clean, deathly silent, empty, and oppressive, enough to make any living being that stayed here for a long time feel a sense of panic from the bottom of their heart, as if they had been completely abandoned by the universe.

"The entrance is right here."

Qin Feng's electronic eye scanned the surrounding spatial parameters.

According to the star chart, the relics of Venerable Yaoguang did not exist in the main material universe, but were created by him with great supernatural powers, forming an independent secret realm attached to the main universe.

Its entrance is hidden in a spatial fold within this void.

Without the guidance of a star map, even a powerful emperor passing by this place billions of times would never be able to discover any clues.

"found it."

After filtering and comparing hundreds of millions of spatial coordinates, Qin Feng's calculation core finally locked onto an extremely faint spatial anomaly.

He stowed away the ship, his dark golden figure taking a step forward.

The next second, he appeared in front of the anomaly.

He extended his metal finger, the power of spatial laws flowing slightly at its tip, and gently touched the void in front of him.

hum-

The space ahead was like a calm lake where a pebble had been thrown in, creating ripples of transparent light.

At the center of the ripples, a portal made of pure light, exuding an ancient and vast aura, slowly emerged.

Above the portal, a stone tablet, also formed from condensed light, floats silently.

On the stone tablet, several large characters were carved in a vigorous and elegant style:

【The Secret Realm of Yao Guang】

—Those who are not destined to succeed should leave.

The handwriting contains a sharp, domineering force, as if it could pierce the soul.

Just looking at those few words made Qin Feng feel a series of needle-like stings in his soul.

"Such a strong imprint of will!"

Qin Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

These few words, left behind casually, still possess such divine power after hundreds of millions of years. The strength of this Venerable Yao-Guang is probably even more terrifying than recorded in the documents.

Without the slightest hesitation, he adjusted his own state and raised the psionic core and defense system of his mechanical avatar to the highest alert level.

Then, he took a step forward and resolutely stepped into the portal formed by light.

In a flash, bizarre and fantastical scenes sped before my eyes.

The moment I stepped into the secret realm, it was neither the celestial palace I had imagined, nor a blessed land brimming with energy.

What comes into view is a vast and boundless graveyard of stars.

A pale river, paved with countless skeletons, meanders towards the horizon.

These skeletons are of various shapes and sizes, belonging to all races in the universe.

There are the remains of a colossal beast, towering tens of thousands of feet high and resembling a mountain range. Faint traces of divine light from the laws still remain on its bones, telling of its immense power in life.

There was a slender humanoid creature with crystal wings on its back. Even though its flesh and blood had long since turned to dust, those wings still reflected a dreamlike brilliance.

Even more impressive was a powerful mechanical being, its entire body made of metal, now covered in rust, its core furnace long since extinguished. Its massive form lay sprawled on the ground, resembling a cold, steel tomb.

This is a world of corpses, a kingdom of death.

Qin Feng's electronic eyes flashed a calm red light, and massive amounts of data rapidly flowed through his core processor. He did not experience any emotional fluctuations due to this shocking scene, but simply analyzed it in an almost absolutely rational manner.

Without exception, all of these corpses belonged to beings at the King level.

Judging from the degree of energy decay remaining on their bones and the thickness of the spatial dust, even the "youngest" corpse among them had perished at least 30 million years ago.

Those skeletons that have long since been completely petrified and even blended into their surroundings have been found to have died in ancient times measured in "epochs".

They were all outstanding figures in their respective eras and groups, and were powerful kings standing at the top of the cosmic pyramid.

They entered this Yao Guang Secret Realm with a yearning for higher realms and an ambition to inherit the legacy of the Venerable Ones, but in the end, they all became an insignificant part of this "river of white bones," becoming the path under the feet of those who came after.

"Venerable Yaoguang..."

Qin Feng muttered to himself in his mind.

The allure of the legacy of a cosmic venerable is enough to draw countless powerful kings like moths to a flame.

The Venerable One is a truly great being who has transcended the laws and begun to touch the origin of the universe. He can create a sea of ​​stars with a single thought and destroy a galaxy with a single rage.

Every trace of their heritage may contain the key to becoming an emperor, or even a higher realm.

But clearly, this key isn't so easy to get.

Qin Feng strode forward, walking on the road paved with bones.

His footsteps were steady and silent, his metal feet treading on his bones without making a sound.

With each step he took, an invisible spiritual force spread out like ripples, scanning everything around him.

He could sense that this space was permeated with an extremely faint yet omnipresent "death aura," or rather, a concept of "end" at the level of laws.

It is like the most terrible toxin, constantly eroding the life essence and soul of all living beings that step into this place.

Perhaps many of the weaker kings, before even facing the real test, were worn down and died on this long road of bones.

At the end of this road stands an ancient bronze gate, so enormous it defies description.

It appears to have been sculpted from a single continent, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, towering at the edge of the starry sky.

The door was engraved with extremely intricate Taoist patterns. Those patterns seemed to have a life of their own, flowing slowly. With each turn, they exuded a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts tremble.

This should be the first hurdle.

Before the ancient bronze gate, on a huge floating platform, at this moment, no fewer than several hundred beings had gathered.

Unlike the deathly stillness of the river of bones outside, this place is filled with the breath of "life," and every breath is extremely powerful, like blazing stars radiating scorching energy.

They were all powerful figures who had been granted the title of King in their time.

These powerful individuals gathered in twos and threes, clearly separated from each other, their eyes filled with vigilance and wariness.

They came from different races: there were trolls with two horns on their heads and crimson skin, there were holy spirits with elegant figures and shimmering starlight, and there were insectoid kings with ferocious appearances and a tyrannical aura.

They were clearly stuck before this first hurdle, either waiting for an opportunity, researching ways to break the deadlock, or... waiting for a specific person or thing.

Qin Feng's arrival did not attract much attention.

His mechanical avatar, "Vanguard," had its aura extremely restrained, making him appear like an ordinary mechanical race king.

In this gathering of powerful individuals, a taciturn mechanical being is the easiest to overlook.

He found a corner and quietly observed the situation, while also analyzing the Dao patterns on the ancient bronze gate, trying to understand the essence of this first barrier.

Just then, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly became tense.

"Ink Dragon King, thirty million years ago, you ambushed my dearest friend in the 'Black Abyss Battlefield' and stole the 'Heart of the Vast Ocean.' Shouldn't we settle this score today?"

A voice rang out, loud as a bell, filled with undisguised killing intent.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly, bald man with extremely large muscles and bronze skin walking step by step toward a powerful figure covered in black scales with a sinister face.

With each step the bald, muscular man took, the entire suspended platform seemed to tremble slightly.

The space around him was visibly distorted by his terrifying physical strength.

He didn't activate any laws; he created such a terrifying phenomenon simply by relying on his physical body.

"King of the Azure Heavens!"

A low gasp escaped someone in the crowd, their voice filled with apprehension.

The powerful figure he referred to as the "Ink Dragon King" instantly turned extremely ugly.

His strength was quite remarkable among those who were enfeoffed as kings, but when facing the Heavenly King, a trace of fear unconsciously appeared deep in his eyes.

"King of the Azure Heaven, this is the Yao Guang Secret Realm. We have all come here seeking opportunities. Why not put aside our past grievances for now? We can settle our scores after we leave the secret realm!"

"Iron Dragon King said, his voice stern but his heart was weak."

"lay down?"

The Azure King grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth; his smile was full of savagery and wildness.

"The word 'let go' doesn't exist in my dictionary. My way is to live with righteous indignation and clear-headedness! If you prevent me from having clear-headedness, then I have no choice but to... kill you!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Heavenly King made his move.

There were no earth-shattering fluctuations of laws, nor any dazzling divine light or secret techniques.

Only one punch.

A simple, unadorned punch.

However, when he threw that punch, all the powerful kings present changed color in shock.

In their perception, the Heavenly King's fist, the moment it was thrown, seemed to transform into a rapidly collapsing supergiant star, its mass, density, and the pure "force" it contained instantly surged to an inconceivable level.

The space around the fist could no longer withstand such extreme power, shattering inch by inch like a fragile mirror, turning into pitch-black nothingness.

The Ink Dragon King was horrified. He roared and his King World within his body burned wildly, unleashing a torrent of powerful water-based laws.

"Mysterious Dark Water Defense!"

In an instant, a black canopy made of the purest divine water of laws blocked his way.

This defensive technique once allowed him to withstand a combined attack from three kings of the same rank without suffering any damage; it is the absolute defense that made him famous.

However, this Xuanming Heavenly Curtain, powerful enough to freeze souls and obliterate all things, was as fragile as a sheet of paper before the Heavenly King's fist, which appeared slow but was actually faster than thought and perception.

There was no violent collision, no clash of energies.

The moment the fist touched the sky, the sky "disappeared".

It wasn't broken, but rather utterly "crushed" into the most basic particles by that ultimate force, from the physical level and from the level of laws, without even a ripple.

Immediately afterwards, that fist landed on the chest of the Ink Dragon King.

"Oh!"

After a deafening roar, so deep it seemed to shatter even the soul.

Mo Jiao Wang, a powerful king with some fame in the universe, had his indestructible king-level divine body, along with the king's world within him and his soul origin, completely shattered into a cloud of blood mist by this one punch.

No, not even a drop of blood mist remained.

That domineering and unparalleled power, after destroying everything he had, still had an undiminished force, even creating a pure "nothingness" void in the space where he had originally stood, a void that could not be healed for a long time.

One punch.

Just one punch.

A renowned and powerful king-level expert was annihilated, body and soul destroyed!

The entire platform fell into a deathly silence.

All the powerful figures stared intently at the figure slowly retracting his fist, their eyes filled with shock and horror.

"Is this... is this the strength of the geniuses of the 'Divine Path'?"

"Proving the Dao with force... Legend has it that once this path is traversed, the physical body can transform into the universe, and a single punch can shatter galaxies. Seeing it today, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

"This is terrifying... I know the strength of the Ink Dragon King. Even if I were to face him, it would take me months to fight him to a draw. But in front of the Azure Heaven King, he couldn't even last a single breath!"

"Below the path of the gods, all are but ants. This saying is indeed not without merit."

Whispers rose like a tide, only to be quickly drowned out by an even greater silence.

In everyone's heart, the term "divine path" has become more concrete and terrifying.

The Heavenly King seemed to have done nothing of importance. He didn't even glance at the void again, but simply felt the power within his body, which was boiling more and more because of the clarity of his thoughts, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

However, the smile on his face froze slightly the next moment.

He turned his head sharply, his eyes, filled with domineering power and majesty, like two burning suns, fixed on the mechanical figure in the corner of the platform that had not moved from beginning to end.

The other kings present could probably only feel the Heavenly King's earth-shattering physical power.

But the Heavenly King himself clearly sensed something unusual in that instant.

It was a resonance originating from the "Tao," or rather... a rejection!

It was as if another "rule" incarnate, exactly like him, had suddenly appeared in this universe.

At that moment, his "Tao," his "divine path," sensed a threat from the same source, a threat of the most fundamental nature!
He had only ever seen this feeling described in ancient texts.

Those who walk the same divine path will have the most acute connection with each other.

They are natural enemies, each other's biggest and only stumbling block.

Because a divine path can only accommodate one being to reach its end.

Another being... who has embarked on the divine path of "proving the Way through force"?!
The Heavenly King's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp, filled with scrutiny and undisguised killing intent.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the sturdy mechanical shell of the "Vanguard" and look directly into its very soul.

Almost at the same instant that the Azure Heaven King locked onto Qin Feng.

Even Qin Feng's usually calm and collected core of consciousness was stirred up.

He felt it too.

That thrill that originates from one's own "path to the limit".

His "path to the limit" is essentially "proving the way through force," or rather, the most extreme and purest manifestation of the path of proving the way through force.

He could clearly sense that the domineering, arrogant, and self-centered power law emanating from the Azure King was of the same origin as his own "limit law," yet they ultimately diverged in their underlying principles.

The Azure King pursues endless expansion and conquest.

What Qin Feng pursues is an inward, absolute, and unique "limit".

But regardless of their ideologies, their foundations are the same.

To meet is to begin the end.

A thought, unspoken yet unspoken, simultaneously surfaced in their minds, cold and resolute.

"Kill him!"

This is not hatred, nor is it a grudge; rather, it is a fundamental and irreconcilable contradiction stemming from the "struggle of the Way."

Killing the opponent will make one's path smoother, and one may even be able to plunder the opponent's Dao essence and turn it into one's own resources.

If he doesn't kill them, their existence will become an eternal shadow and obstacle on his path.

boom! ! !
Almost the instant this thought arose, the Heavenly King moved.

He was more decisive and more ferocious than when he killed the Ink Dragon King.

His massive body transformed into a golden streak of light, instantly tearing through space and appearing directly in front of Qin Feng. This time, he not only used his physical strength but also activated the nascent "Divine Path" law.

"Shinto·Ba Fist!"

His roar shook the world.

With a single punch, the entire secret realm trembled violently.

This punch no longer contains pure physical force, but rather a "concept".

A domineering concept that "all things are illusory before me"!

Under this punch, the laws retreated, energy was annihilated, and the concepts of time and space became blurred.

The surrounding powerful figures felt as if their minds were being overwhelmed by the supreme will contained in that punch. They were terrified and retreated frantically, afraid of being touched even slightly by the terrifying force of the punch.

Their eyes were filled with pity as they looked at the mechanical figure.

No one thought he would survive.

Under the full force of the Azure Heaven King's attack, imbued with the will of the "Divine Path," even if the Emperor himself were to arrive, he would likely have to temporarily retreat. An unknown mechanical race has only one fate—utter and eternal annihilation.

Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Qin Feng, who had transformed into "Vanguard," remained standing still, as if he had not reacted at all.

However, beneath his cold mechanical mask, deep within the very essence of his soul, a long-dormant power is slowly awakening.

"A mechanical body is ultimately a step below in strength."

"However, it's enough to kill you."

Qin Feng's consciousness was as calm as still water.

Just as the Heavenly King's fist was about to touch his body...

The "vanguard" slowly raised one of his fingers.

It lacked any impressive momentum or violent energy.

At his fingertips, a ray of light, darker and purer than the deepest void of the universe, quietly condensed.

That's not black.

That is a manifestation of "nothingness".

It is light, matter, energy, laws, concepts... it is the ultimate form that appears after everything has been completely swallowed up and completely erased.

[Ultimate Divine Light]!
This ultimate technique is a supreme, king-level killing move created by Qin Feng by integrating all his life's learning, with the [Limit Law] as the core, the Devouring Dao of the [Primordial Furnace] as the framework, and the destructive essence of the divine art "Nine Tribulations Battle Canon" and the primordial secret technique [Kill] as the soul.

During the Battle of Star Abyss, he used this move to severely injure Emperor Feng.

But the ultimate divine light at that time was silvery-white, violent, and outward-radiating.

After 30,000 years of accumulation, especially after reshaping the [Ultimate God King Body] and gaining a deeper understanding of his own Great Dao, he finally deduced this move to the realm of returning to simplicity.

From the ultimate "having", it transforms into the ultimate "nothingness".

The domineering "destruction" has been sublimated into the silent "erasure".

This pure black, ultimate divine light is its most perfect and terrifying form.

"Om-"

There was no sound, yet it was as if a soft murmur, originating from the very source of the universe, resounded deep within everyone's soul.

A beam of pure black light, as thin as a hair, shot out from Qin Feng's fingertips.

It has no concept of speed, because the moment it appears, it has already arrived at where it is supposed to be.

It came into contact with the Heavenly King's earth-shattering "Divine Path Overlord Fist".

then……

A scene that froze the souls of all the spectators unfolded.

There was no explosion.

There was no collision.

There is no outlet for energy.

The Heavenly King's fist, powerful enough to shatter stars and crush laws, vanished the moment it touched that wisp of black light, just like pencil marks erased by an eraser, silently disappearing from the very tip of his fist.

Yes, disappear.

It's not pulverization, not vaporization, but complete and utter erasure from the level of existence.

The arrogant and domineering expression on the Heavenly King's face froze instantly, replaced by unprecedented and extreme terror and disbelief.

He could feel that his power, his laws, and his proud, indestructible divine body were completely severed from him the moment they came into contact with that black light. It was as if that part of him had never existed in this universe.

He wanted to retreat, to roar, to burn everything to resist.

However, he couldn't do it.

The pure black divine light, after wiping out his fist, continued its upward trajectory along his arm without diminishing its momentum.

Arms, shoulders, chest, head...

Under the stunned, horrified gazes of hundreds of powerful kings surrounding them, as if they had seen a god or a demon.

The Azure King, this top genius who embarked on the divine path of "proving the Dao through strength," this invincible powerhouse who had just killed the Ink Dragon King with a single punch and dominated the entire arena, was thus "wiped away" bit by bit, silently, from bottom to top by that strange black light.

His physical body, his powerful soul, his nascent "divine path" fruition...

He left behind every trace of his existence in this universe.

All of them were completely erased and returned to nothingness within that brief moment.

As the black light spread across his head and finally dissipated into the air, all that remained was an absolute "emptiness"—a void even deeper and more unsettling than the void he himself had created.

The Azure King has fallen.

(End of this chapter)